This Guillan-Barre thing has been quite a ride. A few weeks ago I could feel my body failing me and now I can feel my body getting stronger. It's so bizarre.
I haven't fallen in over a week so that's quite a bit of improvement. Gravity hasn't been taking me down, and I have to say I kind of miss the Hello Kitty band-aids adorning my knees. I'm feeling tattoo.
My legs are still weak. Though I can feel a big difference compared to a few weeks ago, stairs are still a little difficult. It takes me a little while but with every step I feel some strength coming back. I'm keeping my fingers crossed about my big race in October. I'm feeling a little hopeful. We'll see.
Oddly, even without my running, yoga and pilates, I've still managed to lose 6 pounds. I'm not complaining, but I' a little flabbergasted. I may have the makings of a new diet plan. Making out with the sidewalk at least once a week is amazing for a shrinking waist line!
My arms are still weak, holding the giant baby Jack can be pretty painful. But his little chubbiness is worth every minute. My manual dexterity comes and goes. It seems to be worse in the morning. Sometimes I drop my spoon because I can't hold it. And forget opening a yogurt container. Hell right now for me would be me trapped on a desert island with nothing to eat but yogurt with really tight aluminum lids. I guess another secret in the Guillan-Barre weight loss program.
My niece comes on Saturday to help us out. I'm really looking forward to having her assistance, as I start Physical and Occupational Therapy soon and will be able to focus on getting better.
Well, that's the Guillan-Barre update for this week and how I served Gravity.
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