Keeping it fresh

PET-imageI’m up early today, with my head spinning about so many different ideas. It’s good – but it has its drawbacks. I could have used a few more hours of sleep, but I’d rather just get up and take advantage of the time while I can. Having an extra hour at the start of the day gives me a lot more room to move and breathe.

I’m taking a break from my daily workouts, to let my body rest. I’ve had a lot of tightness in my back, shoulders, and hips, thanks to my muscles getting a good workout (and how my posture while I’m driving makes my left leg tighter than the right).  I was supposed to get a massage last night, but my appointment got moved, so I’ll need to figure out another way to loosen things up in the meantime. The pain is pretty intense, at times.

It’s important to break things up and keep things fresh, so that my system doesn’t acclimate to doing things the same way, every single day. I love my routine… but if I never break things up, eventually it doesn’t love me.

I think I’ll go out for a walk in the woods. It’s getting light earlier and earlier, and I have plenty of time for a leisurely hike before I go into the office. It will help me clear my mind and get things straightened out in my thinking. With so much going on in my head, it’s easy to lose track of what’s what. I have a list of all the stuff I need to do… but sometimes it’s easier to just back off and clear my head… then dive back in with a fresh eye.

I’ve got my MRI later today. I’m taking the afternoon off, so I have plenty of time to get there. I often take a wrong turn at the very last minute, making myself late, when I was so, so close… and I’ve given myself enough time to find my way back on track. I’ve studied the map a bunch of different ways, and I’ve calculated the time it will take me to get there.

I’m nervous, because I want it to go right. I want to make sure I don’t twitch and move, like I did on my last MRI, which screwed up one of the main images. That was really disappointing and frustrating, so I need to make sure they know I tend to do that. Ideally, they’d strap my head in place so it can’t move, but I’m not sure they can do that, so… here’s hoping it goes okay. I’ll just keep myself calm, do my deep breathing, and rest.

And all the while, keep myself fresh throughout the day, so I’m not too tired, when I get to the imaging place later this afternoon. I have a lot of miles to cover to get there, and I need to be safe.

Safe. And fresh. And incredibly grateful for this opportunity in front of me.

It’s turning out to be a lovely day. Time for a walk.



Author: brokenbrilliant

I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot. I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life. It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.

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