Hello and welcome to another week at Humbly Courageous. I am so glad you are here!
Today, I completed my 10th stem cell treatment. Many often ask me how it’s going. “Are the treatments helping?” I always say, “I think so?” I guess it depends on what one’s definition of “helping” is.
No, I’m not leaps and bounds better, and a ton stronger. Some days, I do question if they are really helping or not. I still have many difficult days, when it feels like the weakness is winning, and I’m a prisoner to its demands.
However, when my husband sends me a graph of my progress in the pool, tracking my thrice-weekly pool running workouts, I can see with my own eyes that my exercise progress has stayed very steady. It’s even improved in the last few months since my last treatment. I rarely miss a workout for anything.
I also recently tackled “the big hill” just before I turned 50. I had a little doubt going into it, but I got it done! That seems telling.
Just a few days ago I went golfing with my husband and my son. I used to golf when I was younger. Not competitively by any means, but I guess well enough to enjoy it. I had a dependable friend that I played with, and he carried my clubs, as well as his, when we would play. All I had to do was walk the course, show up to hit the ball, so that was very helpful. This time, I was impressed I could still balance enough to hit the ball. That surprised me. I was so glad I tried it again. By no means could I play every ball, but still, I’m so grateful to be able to do that with them!
Other than that, I’m still keeping up with all I have to do at home, as well as writing, managing my doctor appointments, therapies and enjoying the summer.