"Lift heavy things a couple of times a week."
This sentence was the first and only sentence that I crafted for a November 2018 blog.
I was going to discuss the Primal Program, and how one of the main longevity components is to lift heavy things at least a couple times a week to keep healthy, fit, and functional throughout your long life. Heavy things like weights at a gym, or doing household chores around the house. This blog would have followed the Get Off Your Butt and Move blog, which I find completely hysterical now.
Because, as life would have it, the heavy things that I needed to lift this year completely shifted. In my Chinese year of change (I'm a 7.9.3 in a 4-Year for those of you that follow Nine Star Ki), I've had to learn to live heavy things emotionally as well.
After my severe and unexpected wrist break and reset in November which happened while walking on a sidewalk in a neighborhood shopping center, I began a year-long healing process. I am half-way through. I can dress myself, use the toilet, write, type on the computer, and I am close to doing my full push-ups again, which I was doing regularly before I fell.
My robust and diverse healing program has worked well for me and I'd recommend anyone who is facing a tough physical challenge to adopt the supportive elements in my program that make sense to you.
In the meantime, I have risen to the challenges my 4-year presents:
It was 5:30 pm on a Tuesday evening. After a long day that started early, I had finished what I needed to do at our design-build business that I run with my husband. He had invited me to join him at a new shopping center restaurant near our office to have a paleo burger. The rain had been plentiful that day, unusual for California, and it had stopped for the moment.
As we walked side-by-side and chatted, I slipped and fell on the slick, new cement. It felt more like I hydroplaned as I lost both feet from under me, flipped around and landed on my right arm. Stunned, I got up right away, saying "I'm okay." Until I looked at my right arm. It looked deformed. And it hurt like hell. I had to hold it with my left arm as we walked for help.
We headed to the shopping center clinic and through a series of events and x-rays, I ended up in the emergency room at John Muir Hospital to have my wrist put back into place. I broke both wrist bones in the fall - my radius and ulna. They had shifted to the left and had to be moved back into place. That 6 hour ordeal ended well enough, as I didn't need surgery and my wrist went back to where it belonged.
As a sensitive person and a Wellness Coach, I knew I had to amp up my self-care to meet this tragedy. During the painful resetting of my wrist, I practiced my heart breathing. My blood pressure was sky-high (of course), but breathing in and out to the count of 5 kept all my other vitals in check.
I mentioned to the ER doctor that I am sensitive and react to medication easily so I don't need as much as a "typical" person (if there is such a thing!) He was fabulous - he worked with the nurses and specialists to minimize the doses I received, and gave me a protocol for home that worked for me. I'd had experiences in the past that doctors would look at me sideways when I mentioned my sensitivity. I appreciated being respected and supported.
When I got home that night, I couldn't rotate my wrist at all; I couldn't push a button with my right index finger. I had to get help dressing and undressing. Everything had changed in an instant for me. In Chinese medicine, I was entering a year of change that people often describe as "everything is so up in the air!" or "I feel like I had the rug pulled out from under me." Those descriptions both fit how I felt.
As a part-time cashier at Whole Foods, I couldn't work. As a blogger and author, I couldn't type and writing with my left, non-dominant hand looked like I had just started kindergarten. My healing journey had begun - doctor's visits, x-rays and physical therapy.
I knew the importance of supporting my body well through this trauma.
I got to work:
What did I learn from this ordeal?
I tend to stay in situations that don't work for me way too long. I had been feeling like I needed to make some changes, for my happiness, and I wasn't. The break "broke" my routine in such a drastic way that I had no choice other than to make changes that supported myself better.
The added nutrition and healing of my bones has strengthened my fingernails more than I could've imagined. Because I put my bone healing at such a priority, my hair, skin and nails have gotten better too. Yippee!
I learned I can survive and thrive through an ordeal like this. Four months later I am still healing. I'm healing! I will do my pushups again by May (I was told a year - no way - I'm healing too fast to have to wait that long!) The human body is amazing equipment that works for our highest good every day of our lives. It needs to be honored and deeply cared for, and it will respond in kind to us.
In realigning my priorities, I am writing a series of easy-to-use books on wellness practices for Sensitive People. I'm starting with following your intuition above all else. Stay tuned.
How can I help you with your journey?
Transform Your Wellness;
Personalized Strategies for Your Wholeness