In the beginning of August I finally got my groove back. Throughout the summer it was beginning to make itself known, but after all those months of feeling brushed off, and sentenced to a life of no more, I might be forgiven for not being easily swayed. In line with my motto, it really was baby steps. My passion for writing was coming back and I started blogging again. My passion for food was reignited and I invested in a brand new high speed blender (fabulous purchase - will blog more about that soon!) to be able to make better smoothies, juices and soups. And before I knew it, my body was asking for exercise again.
It really is weird how much it does for the general well-being to have support from family and friends, and to have doctors and other health professionals who can see the person behind the diagnosis and are willing to help. My food is my medicine, we have already established that, but medicine alone cannot cure you. The process of healing is complex and it takes a holistic approach to really make a change for the better.
For the past four weeks I have finally felt like a woman on a mission again! All parties involved in my health have come together and offered me a Golden Ticket, and I am not going to let it slip through my fingers. The Rheumatologist has levelled up my treatment and put me forward for biologics therapy designed to wipe all trace of inflammation out of my body. The pain clinic has put me on fentanyl (100 times stronger than morphine!) patches to wipe out all pain from my body and make it possible for me to step up my exercise programme. My GP has referred me to a special exercise scheme which means I get to see a personal trainer twice a week. And he has also referred me to other specialists to literally go through every nook and cranny of my body looking for potential sources of infection and inflammation. Which is why I am having surgery in both my big toes in a few weeks’ time. My dentist has gone through my teeth for the same reason and referred me to the dental hospital where one tooth was deemed a potential culprit thus extracted. After that I was referred to their Sjögren’s Clinic as the consultant thought I might have added another autoimmune condition to my list.
The long and short of it is this: I now have a rare window of opportunity. I have just under five months to show all these people I mean business. I need to lose quite a lot of weight and I need to get myself to a fitness level where I could undergo surgery and bounce back up within three days. The Orthopaedic Consultant said I could have surgery if four conditions were met:
- There must be no trace of inflammation in my body.
- I must be more or less free from pain.
- I must have muscles in my leg that can safely hold, and latch on to, a new joint.
- I need to be strong and fit enough to be back on my feet and exercising again within three days of surgery.
The first two points are completely out of my control, but I do have the rains on the other two. Only two things can help me build muscle and increase my general fitness level - diet and exercise. And now, I have even been given a personal trainer to help me with the latter! There is absolutely no way I am going to fail this because of what I have or have not done. No way! In fact, I can’t wait to go back to them in January and be able to say: Look at me! How’s this for serious?! =)
Today, I stepped back on the scale again and to my great surprise I have shed a sensational 7.4 kg (16.3lbs) in the past month! I know this is a lot and that some of it most likely is water weight. But still! I needed a good result and I got four: The weight has dropped, the measures have gone down, I have had to throw two more pairs of trousers out of the wardrobe, and I have been able to more than double my exercise in the past week. And yes, I can definitely say I am back on the bandwagon again!
Only this time I am not a passenger - I’m the Captain of this vehicle!