Hard Work

Getting used to life at the Trapp. I've been so occupied, whether practically or mentally, that I haven't touched this blog for a week.

After last weeks radiation therapy I was sick for 2 days. I think the stress the heat and the therapy must have been too much. It took a couple of days before I started to eat properly again. It's funny because that really worries people. I just feel like it's time I have to allow to pass and that gradually things will get better.

Not that this scenery inspires one to eat. On the other hand I had to fight the doctor for a desperately needed clysma. Lordy Lordy!

The outdoors scenery however, is beautiful and peaceful. I get pushed outdoors in my bed whenever I ask the nurses. This old sanatorium provides the best conditions to recover. Fresh air, tranquility, and sun.

As predicted, the hassle when I came in set me back a week and by thursday the Dr. had all her answers (which I had personally given her a week before, but she couldn't believe me) and therapy started on the tuesday.

I have physical-, ergo-, psyscho- and eventually hydrotherapy. This week we focussed on sitting upright in bed, stretching my muscles, and getting rid of cramps. By Friday I was sitting on the edge of my bed. Today I sat actively for 10 minutes on the edge of my bed. It's time to change these chicken legs into thighs and calves again.














We are really close to home so Mom and Kiara come by almost every day.
Kiara generally just plays here, which makes her feel happy.
I also have many visitors here as its easier for people from my neighborhood to come here. Thanks also to my friends from Twitter for holding on. It's been a great pleasure meeting you all.