Not perfect, but improved. For me, the real measure of how well I am doing can usually be summed up by asking me this question:
“How much are you camming?”
If I can’t cam, things are pretty bad. If I can cam a little (say, an hour a day), then things could be better. If I am camming a lot, then things are going well! The past couple of days have been anything but perfect, but the important thing is: I am on cam, so I am getting better all the time. =^^=
Right now, I’m at the point where the majority of my day-to day is pretty decent. I can fix meals, I can do laundry, I can do dishes, I can cam. I sometimes have to take a break to elevate my legs, but that’s OK. I can live with that. What’s going to suffer is my workouts, which is just incredibly frustrating.
Right before this whole stupid setback, I was swimming laps for a minimum of thirty minutes a day, and sometimes up to an hour. Then we would even goof off, so sometimes we would wind up swimming two hours a day. Yesterday, we went to the rec center. Master decided that I was going to swim (not laps, just splash around) for about fifteen minutes, and we could tack five minutes per day onto that. Once I was up to an hour, we could think about doing laps. Well, I failed. It wasn’t a total fail. I mean, I didn’t faint, but I was extremely lightheaded when we left there, so Master decided I’m not ready for swimming.
What are we doing? Five minute walks, once per hour when Master is home. If I survive without an issue, we’re going to kick it up to ten minutes three times a day, and so on. So here I am again, back at square one. I know I can do this. It’s frustrating as Hell that whenever I seem to really get a good stride going with my workouts, that I get bumped back down to bullshit levels of fitness.
A lot of people ask me why I don’t just give up on workouts altogether. Mainly it’s family and a couple of close friends, but the truth is, the less active I am, the worse the POTS is. When I was stuck on the couch for three or so months in a boot from breaking my foot last year, I spent a lot of that time with really bad POTS symptoms. So it’s just one of those things. Can’t live with it, can’t live without it. I really hope that in time I will get back where I was, and even better than that. =^^=
EDITED on 8/1/2013 TO ADD: Maybe I’m not as good as I thought, yet. Master and me went out last night to run errands, and, of the three or four stores we usually go to – I only made it through one store before I got really sick and had to go home. This might.. Take some more time than I thought. We’re going to try again tonight. The errands have to get run one way or another, and even if it winds up taking us doing things one store per day for a while, we will get there. ::Guzzles Pedialyte and elevates legs above head::