A Meteor Hits My Life
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
My lovely bride of 48 years severed a big tendon in her foot when a big, sharp knife slipped off of the kitchen counter. Instantly, her mode is wheelchair, foot elevated, pain meds, no meal prep, disabled assist devices, and her new “residence” is only our downstairs for a while.
Shove the living room furniture into a corner, leave the hide-a-bed out, take doors off the bathroom and kitchen, squeeze the family room furniture, make accessibility paths.
We are now by necessity, “close.” I cannot leave the house on a whim: we have to plan for my absence. Instantly, I have the responsibility of 2 people in caring for our house and yard and chickens/dogs/cats and I have to help my bride.
A meteor has hit my fitness life. I was kind of independent in my effort, lots of time, hit the gym when I want, eat food prepared by my bride. She gave me time. Now, she is highly dependent on me, and requires a lot of bits of my time. I have to be at home. Now my time is demanded by 2 people’s household obligations. Worst of all, I can’t cook!
I can easily get 8,000 non-aerobic steps a day, mostly inside our home! So what can I do for aerobic fitness and strength? I have a treadmill buried in that stack of living room furniture. We live on a 2000 steps around the block, block. I have small hand weights.
Did I say a meteor hit my life? Poor me. It is nothing. It blasted my lovely bride! She has gone from active to sedentary, from helpmate to helpless, from chef to customer. Her recovery ends around Christmas and starts with 3 months in a cast.
How will we cope? I have loved her and will love her with much more tender care. I will treat her as the lovely queen of my life. While I love her, how will I achieve my fitness/weight loss goal? I will keep tracking all my food, I will get my steps, and I be wise as I bless my bride and prepare our meals with my friend, “take out.”