Tomorrow is the day I start my water therapy. I'll have a therapist march me across the YMCA pool and then march me back. Well, I'm just guessing about that. Maybe I'll have to do it myself...and I don't know how many times. I do know when I first came to Florida, I used to swim 80 laps every day in our clubhouse pool. I measured it off and 80 laps equaled one mile. I hope they don't have me walk 80 laps now. I'll probably require oxygen. Yesterday, Rhoda and I went to Sports Authority to find a pair of pool shoes. I never even heard of pool shoes until I learned it would be required of me at the Y. When I first came down here, I got a job in the summer as a swimming instructor at St. Andrews. I had a Red Cross instructors badge. Bob Beamon was also a counselor at that camp. He once broke the world record for the long jump in the Olympics...29 feet. It would take a normal person about 3 jumps to get that far. Well, we finally found a pair of pool shoes. They had little holes in them, I imagine to let the water out. It'll take me an hour to put them on. You ask "Why are you taking this water therapy?" My answer is I haven't a clue. I suppose it's because I'm not walking straight, and I have no balance. I know when I walk, I look like a drunken sailor. I told the therapist at the evaluation last week that I have no faith in the process...but we'll see. One of my readers--Phil B., the Governor of Gutenberg, N.J., wrote a comment to my previous blog that he is happy I am doing this. He's not the only one...so I'm doing it to make everyone happy.
In order to be allowed in this pool, however, you're not supposed to have any open wounds on your legs that might bleed...and I have several. In fact, until today, I had six band aids on my body, three of which were covering squamous cell casanovas which my Germatologist removed after biopsies showed two casanovas on my arms and one on my right leg. Not only do I have these casanovas, but several other ailments; to wit--Intermittons Claudication which causes severe pain in my legs after walking a few yards; PTSD which you suffer from after severe experiences in a war; Angelo Fibrillation, commonly known as A-Fib. Because of this one, I've had a pacemaker implanted in my chest. My Newroligist says I have "newropathy"--which means under both feet it feels as though I'm walking on a lump in each foot. My Orthopenis says I have "spinal stenosis" which doesn't really bother me until I try to lift something heavy. Finally, I have COPD--Chronic Obstructive Pulmonmary Decease. For this, I have a "puffer" which I use when I'm out of breath. Right now, though, I'm about out of words.
In order to be allowed in this pool, however, you're not supposed to have any open wounds on your legs that might bleed...and I have several. In fact, until today, I had six band aids on my body, three of which were covering squamous cell casanovas which my Germatologist removed after biopsies showed two casanovas on my arms and one on my right leg. Not only do I have these casanovas, but several other ailments; to wit--Intermittons Claudication which causes severe pain in my legs after walking a few yards; PTSD which you suffer from after severe experiences in a war; Angelo Fibrillation, commonly known as A-Fib. Because of this one, I've had a pacemaker implanted in my chest. My Newroligist says I have "newropathy"--which means under both feet it feels as though I'm walking on a lump in each foot. My Orthopenis says I have "spinal stenosis" which doesn't really bother me until I try to lift something heavy. Finally, I have COPD--Chronic Obstructive Pulmonmary Decease. For this, I have a "puffer" which I use when I'm out of breath. Right now, though, I'm about out of words.
2 comments:
You have medical issues with the names Casanova and Angelo? This is very suspicious, and I hope Rhoda has warned you about "complications" and possible side effects.
Try to enjoy the pool. You always liked the water, swimming and such. Just think of it like, thick air!
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