Ability & Potential

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It is not about what we can’t do, but what we can.

I really believe that the mind and the power of positivity is essential in realising our potential. What we are capable of, what we can achieve in our lives is dependant on our attitude, and honestly if we dedicate our minds,  our will, leaving behind personal prejudice about what is possible we can reach what we think is not.

I think that sometimes we give up too early on our personal quests, whatever they may be… and that when we listen to what others say is possible, what is impossible, or improbable, we then limit our minds and our actions by others standards.

When we limit ourselves in our minds eye we begin to put the brakes on, we begin to believe the limit – we lose sight of our potential.  Personally I used to believe that I would never be fit enough to run, cycle or compete in a triathlon, that I would always be fat… I listened to my own negative self talk and that of others. I limited my mind in believing that a whole life was possible.

Then when faced with the prospect of changing my life  or dying from obesity complications, I decided that I would listen to people who had won the battle. That choice changed my mindset – the barriers came down. Sure there are times when I fell, heck we all but LIFE IS about learning to fall, then learning to get back up and keep going anyway.

This video of a young teenage skater reminded me of this lesson – It is not about limiting ourselves, it is about choice – making a decision to seek the edges of what we are capable of and living that life.

The Best Medicine (is half an hour)

23 and 1/2 hours: What is the single best thing we can do for our health? – YouTube

Seriously, Watch the link above, it is a great watch; I love an easy to follow, informative animated presentation – and I am not going to write about the ins and outs of the video – Just watch it, it is better than any summary I can write. Surprisingly  it does touch on a post  I wrote a while ago in relation to TV and health…But If you don’t watch it the premise is that one half hour a day is the best medicine for us, it’s free (ie walking) and will save us our health and hip pocket!

I just got the big thumbs up from my surgeon this week to go ahead with exercise. I had reconstructive plastic surgery of a tummy tuck and arm lift 6 weeks ago. He let me know I can get back into everything: slowly building up my running and weights… I did my first 2.5km run back after 6 weeks off this week – I Loved it, I went without my Garmin running watch which calculates distance, pace, heart rate etc. I went just for the love of running and not looking at numbers allowed me to relax and let my body go at its natural pace whilst I continue to recover and build up.

Exercise for me is not just about losing more weight or weight control. For me exercise just makes me feel really bloody good! I am addicted and get a bit of a high off it 🙂

Exercise has improved my quality of life and improved my overall fitness. It gave me my life back, and I would much prefer to live a 21 -23.5 hour day (giving the balance to exercise) than ask for more hours in a day – Honestly there ARE enough hours in a day; and I am willing to bet that a large majority of people who would ask for more hours would end up giving those hours over to their TV habit anyway. 😦

We cannot change the clock to give us more time (unless you have the DeLorean with a flux capacitor in your garage), but we can change our priorities, our lives, families and communities by becoming healthier. Every minute counts, and it is up to us what we do with them.

Till next time

Lin xox

Hospital – Going Home and “Scooting” Around!

Speed Racer - Not!

So in the end I was released from Hospital on Sunday 26th, despite me being worried I would not be.  The last drain didn’t come out but I was allowed to go home with it in as long as I monitored the drainage myself each morning and report it to House’s office; then go back on Wednesday for a check up.

I was thrilled, and if could, I would have jumped for joy! – As soon as I got out of Hospital I wanted to go shopping, I did actually need some new clothes (essential items 😉 ) and food for the house. So my friend Janelle (who picked me up) took me to the local Shopping Centre… Just before we got there I was exhausted. I had not factored in that getting up, showered, dressed, packed, down to pharmacy to pick up the drugs and going in the car would take it’s toll – but it did. Add to this that I am only walking slowly at the moment, and all of a sudden that shopping centre, and walking in it – felt like a mountain summit.

This trip took on a whole new dimension. The fatigue hit me like a tonne of bricks in the car… I didn’t know if I could do it. As we were driving there we were talking about a parking game plan; i.e. which car park door was closest, then Janelle suggested jokingly (i think) to go to the shopping mobility desk and borrow a wheelchair. Well I was not keen, but it made sense – I couldn’t walk that far, my blood levels were still down and the last thing I wanted was to be released from hospital only to faint on the first day. So I agreed.

Janelle dropped me at the closest door, parked the car and went to the shop mobility desk… Only they didn’t have any wheelchairs let – only a motorized scooter. She actually had to drive the thing back to me, so that was a bonus!  So, there I was, sitting on a motorized scooter driving around the shopping centre… And it was a humbling experience. Many people do not look were they walk. (I am sure I’ve been guilty of this in the past) Kids (being kids) will ask what is wrong with her?, You have to use the lift every time to change floors at the centre (which is crowded with trolleys, prams and everyone else who can’t use the escalators) and occasionally you get a dirty look or mean glance from someone with the message of “Why are you here in a supermarket in that big thing”.

So even though I was a bit embarrassed by the situation to start with, It definitely was a growth experience for me and a humbling one at that; I think that everyone should have to experience it – the whole walk a mile in someone else’s shoe thing!

One of the best things about coming home was the peace and quiet, not being bothered for meals three times a day, plus a morning and afternoon tea on top of that; or people coming in to see if you want the paper, to clean your room (twice a day), Nurses doing observations, Doctors checking you… It is almost impossible to rest! All necessary in the life of a hospital but tiring.

The down side of coming home is being alone and having to make my own cups of tea and food! Ha – can’t win either way… But on a more serious note, (and I wrote about this in the other day),  It is the fatigue and only being able to be up for a few hours before I have the overwhelming desire for a nap that is the killer. So I nap a couple of times a day – So be it at the moment. I have a long way to go and am just coming to terms with that.

Wednesday I headed back to Houses rooms, and he took out my last drain! I was so happy to be drain free, although for the first few hours I kept thinking I was still attached to something and went to pick it up (How quickly we adapt eh!)

He also put a big drainage needle attached to a suction machine into my belly and drained off old fluid and blood that had begun to collect there, around 700ml – Gross; but better out than in. I thought seeing the needle (think the size and length of a metal skewer) that it would hurt going in, and being poked around; but nothing, no pain only a bit of feeling it move around (but I did schedule my pain meds and take them half and hour before the check up)

SO the next phase is all about resting for another week or so, taking my time doing stuff and not worrying too much about the scales – House told me they would go up, they have – I am full of fluid, swollen and can’t really move around a lot.

Off to see my Lap Band Surgeon tomorrow to start to put back in the fill that was taken out prior to surgery. I am looking forward to being back on track and feeling “full” after eating a normal small portion that I am used to now.

Well writing this has bombed me out – Nap time!

Till next time, Lin xox