My Reaction to the snow

Spring is here at last
If you believe that you're smoking grass
Winter can pucker up and kiss my ass
I'll cope with some whiskey in a glass
Spring ISN'T HERE at last!


My Time at Kessler--Part II

Here  are some of my status updates I posted on Facebook, kind of like a journal. At  times I didn't want to go, for a variety of reasons, but I went anyway. I also have to admit I did my fair share of complaining. Due to the scheduling of the transportation company I usually arrived a half hour early. I couldn't read there were to many distractions. I texted friends, who usually answered while I was in therapy. My mom joked it got me out of the house which was good for all of us. It was also interesting I was .telling mom and dad things going on there and told Becky, the OT,  stuff going on at home and in Cape May.  She knows about Kristi and Sean's wedding, and yes the story behind getting a date. Anyway the material wasn't good enough for full-blown blog entries, but perfect for Facebook Status Updates

So here it is one of the goals of the OT is me living more independently so we're getting into cutting food food prep, and cooking. My plan cook a meal for someone special! This is mid February I have until the middle of April to make this happen. This requires three parts, part one, convincing the folks to let me stay home, part two actually asking someone over for dinner three pulling it all together. FYI I don't know which part is going to be hardest. I NEED to do this! That or have the guys over for steaks and beers. MAYBE BOTH SINCE they be gone for a few days This is the stuff I think about going back and forth to Saddle Brook.

 NO  MATTER WHAT I DO IT IS N'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR MY FATHER SO WHY DO I G BOTHER. I came home from PT and explained what i did, like the old man really cares. You know what his only comment was? HIS ONLY COMMENT: YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE IT SOONER! Now think about t hat then try and tell me wouldn't that piss you off?

New driver got lost getting to my house...I always get nervous with new drivers

Great listening to Korean love songs on the way to Kessler

80 POUND LEG PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!


 So there it is folks sixteen sessions eight weeks thirty-two hours and I'm back to where I was just about seven years ago! I'm stronger, not falling as much. The difference is now I can use an electric razor, CAN BUTTON A DRESS SHIRT, can cook on a stove and even pour liquid without spilling it. Mom's happy the fronts of my shoes aren't wearing down as much. Quite fitting I ended PT on World Cerebral Palsy Day.........Thanks Gary and Becky........... for everything!

My Time at Kessler--Part I

It started a little over a year ago I was falling more, my folks kept reminding me they were doing too much for me and wouldn't be around forever and I honestly felt like my body was getting tighter. I joined the Y MCA for swimming a few days a week, it helped some  but I was falling more and losing control of my body. Years of  "you need to get yourself to a gym" couldn't be ignored any more.  Last May I went to see the orthopedic doctor down at Kessler Rehab, she said it was time I consider going back to PT and OT, twice a week for eight weeks. She wanted to start over the summer, the first summer we had the new house in Cape May. My mom and I looked at each other in horror. What would we tell my dad?  It was decided I could wait until fall, then we agreed January after the holidays. With the transportation in place, for the most part I s

The PT was very straight forward, I work with the machines to build up strength and to loosen my body. He said we ,need to get your endurance up, so for the n ext eight weeks I was put on exercise machines and even started  to do some cross-training. I kept reminding myself that if I knew this was  the kind of PT I would be doing, I would have started a lot sooner. It also made a difference he was a guy,  up until this point all my PT's when I was younger were women. Whole different experience working with a guy. He was tough, but not mean//. He didn't water anything down and did something I'll always remember, push myself. I soon realized he was

 The OT sessions on the other hand were a bit more complex. During the initial interview the OT commented,first day  there  I was put through the ringer with all kinds tests for hand and arm strength, and coordination..  The OT is a lady obviously younger than I am she repeated what I have been hearing for years, your folks aren't going to be around for ever, it's time you start doing stuff like cooking on your own. Then she got into dressing I said yeah I dressed myself, except small buttons and shoe laces. Basically she helped me problem solve daily living obstacles. She also was someone around my age I could to talk outside of a bar setting. She also was very  objective about how I was getting through  life and how I could make things better.] It took me awhile to figure it out, but she was teaching me life skills I had neglected to  learn when I was younger, much to my family's dismay. She also helped me find my confidence again,  something that was missing for years

During those eight weeks I wasn't only getting physically stronger, I was served a few doses of reality as well. Kessler after all is a rehabilitation center,  meaning people who have had  injuries due to accidents g o there to try to regain control of their bodies. I saw folks both younger and older, walking with a walker or crutches, to folks who could barely lift their arms.  The youngest boy was  either a  freshman or sophomore in high school  the oldest woman seemed to be in her eighties. We  rooted for each  other, not vocally but gave each other glances of  encouragement whenever we had a break from working out

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