Today I went to the rehabilitation center. This was my second appointment of the rehabilitation therapy for my left arm.
At the last appointment, since it was my first appointment, the therapist focused on the diagnosis so I didn’t do much exercise. From today, the real rehabilitation therapy has started. I did lots of painful stretches and exercises. My therapist was so uplifting and cheerful person, so I could somewhat survive from all the touch treatment. We laughed a lot together. It was fun.
When I was young, up to age 42 or so, I could move my body parts easily and flexibly. I could clasp my hands behind my back with one hand from the shoulder and the other hand from the waist line. Not anymore. My body has gotten very stiff.
Two months ago, I attended the yoga class. I was definitely the youngest student in the studio. The other students were all elders in their 70s and 80s. When the instructor told us to sit down and spread out feet wide, and have the right hand touch the left toenail. I was so embarrassed. I was the only one who could not touch the toenail. All the other elders could easily touch it.
After the class, I talked to some of them. They told me they have been coming to the yoga class for many years.
I respected them for taking good care of their body. As we go older, we will need to make more time for body maintenance. It is just like applying lubricate oil to a machine for rust prevention.
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