This is when things starting declining a little more, although you cant
tell from the pics, I did a pretty good job of hiding how I felt ( and
still do). I was on meds but they weren't working as well as before, I
was too scared to begin methotrexate even tho that is what I was
prescribed. I wasn't head varsity coach anymore or varsity asst. I was
now the freshman head coach with a much lighter schedule. The bottom of
my feet and hands hurt 24/7. I still wanted to enjoy my birthday. We
went out to dinner at Javier's in Las Vegas with my brother in laws and
their wives. Here are some pictures.
Here's coaching my freshman girls. I would take ibuprofen before and during every practice and game. I had 2 of my old varsity players work as my assistant coaches. This worked out well because when I couldn't physically get out on the court and demonstrate/ play with the girls, my older girls (prior players) could. When I'm in the gym it's really the only time my sickness leaves my mind. I'm so tuned into basketball and coaching that my adrenaline gets going I feel physically better. It's when I immediately walk out of the gym it's back full force. It's a crazy thing- don't get me wrong it's still always there but it does subside or I don't notice it has much because I am so focused on something else. After not being able to jog, run or jump for months I jumped up in a game once trying to demonstrate how to get a rebound and I shocked everyone; myself included. Hitting the ground was immensely painful but for a brief moment I forgot about that pain and leaped into the air. It gave us a good laugh that day. I used to squat down during timeouts to talk to players and this time when I would attempt to; my knees would say: ummm no you can't do that anymore.I've learned to listen to my body. Everyday I learn new limitations, I'm just grateful for the days there are not as many. 🏀🏀👊
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