Tag: Support

Day 3 of recovery – Mom & Supplements 

Date #353 – Tuesday, July 22, 2014

A: Day one of my momma talking care of me so B could go in to work. She was working too and set up her computer at my desk. I basically just sat there or napped. I tried to do a bunch of things and couldn’t. Felt like a huge failure……… especially since I was particularly awful at not doing anything. My mom kind of ignored me. But it was nice to have someone here so I wasn’t alone.

B was kind enough to speak to this incredible nutritionist for some advice regarding supplements. He even picked them all up for me and told me about each one. I really like the curcumin pill. Curcumin is the active ingredient in turmeric and is a powerful antioxidant.

B: I was really nervous about leaving A but really happy her Mom was there to look after her. I knew there were many things to consider when taking care of A, especially that A was to stay in a very restful, quiet state so she could recover. A also had a big list of supplements to take. I made her a schedule and put it on the wall. I tried to do as many things to help A not have to think so her brain could rest (essential for concussion recovery).

We spoke a few times on the phone and she told me how things were going. I could tell it was stressful and I knew this wasn’t good for A or her Mom. The situation WAS stressful. Recovery and injury is hard on everyone. A’s friend came over for a bit and I spoke to her as well. I’m so happy A has so many amazing people in her life.

I then spoke to A’s Mom a bit about how difficult this process of healing can be, not just for A but for the people closest to A. It was super scary for me and I can’t even imagine what A’s Mom or A felt.

I spoke to the nutritionist at my gym, Academy of Lions, Nathalie Niddam. She recommended Magnesium, Zinc, Vitamin B, D, C, and K as well as Curcummin (for inflammation), Wobenzym (for Bacteria), and E3 Live (which I love). I picked this all up and brought it to A.

When I got to her place she had received even more flowers and a MASSIVE nutritional pack from her old work filled with protein, chia and flax, and some other great stuff.

Again I was so overwhelmed and grateful for A’s support network and I felt way less stressed about her recovery.

B completes CrossFit Open 14.5

Date #240 – Sun Mar 30, 2014

B: The last workout of the CrossFit Open and it was brutal. 21-18-15-12-9-6-3 reps of both 95lb Thrusters (a front squat + push-press) and bar-facing burpees (a burpee where you must jump over the bar). In total, 84 reps of each. I completed in 31:07.

I wanted to cry and die but I stayed focused and it was great. A and a friend came and cheered me on. I love how much A loves the gym and how, over the past 5 weeks, we all came together. 

A had a hang-over and so she left right after I competed while I stayed to cheer others on. She is so supportive.

A: Once again, I am so impressed with how B did. He got through and was so strong. My friend came to watch it with me but I was a total zombie from lack of sleep and… probably… all that whisky….

But I couldn’t miss the last day! After he finished, I went back to B’s and snuggled in bed feeling sorry for myself. Oh Sundays… The only thing that would’ve helped, I think, would have been a beer. I should’ve went to the bar with the gang after. #Regrets! (JK, no regrets. Sleep is better.)

B completes CrossFit Open 14.4

Date #231 – Mar 23, 2014

B: The second-last workout of the CrossFit Open had me doing as much as possible in 14-minutes of a 60 calorie row, 50 toes-to-bar (see pic above), 40 wall-balls (squatting and throwing a 20lb ball at a 10ft target), 30 cleans (lifting a barball from ground to chest) at 135lbs, and 20 muscle-ups. I got to complete 2 cleans, a score of 152.

This workout was super tiring and while kind-of-smiling in the picture above, I felt like crying. Everyone at the gym was super supportive, especially A. She came with a book and read and wished me luck and took photos. Having her there is such a calming presence. 

I also helped coach some of my teammates to fantastic results, and filmed the workout of another athlete who has a chance of moving on to regionals (filming in a requirement). A said she feels comfortable at Academy of Lions and I like that. The people there are like family.

After I took a hot epsom-salt bath and cold shower. Then A and I ate a party-pizza from Bitondo’s and biked to her place. A great day.

A: I told B I didn’t think we should get pizza every Sunday and he looked at me and said, “Is that because YOU don’t want to eat pizza every Sunday?” I said yes. And then Sunday rolled around and I said, “We should definitely get pizza.” How could I EVER think I WOULDN’T want pizza? Oh, Andrea.

Well we get the pizza because B is so awesome and works so hard. This workout actually scared me a little but everyone did so well. Each week I want to try to do what they’re all doing more and more. I am very competative, but mostly in an “I see these people building strength and overcoming obstacles and supporting one another and pushing themselves hard and well and I want to be a part of that too.” It’s definitely good motivation.

Skype date – Date #139 – December 9, 2013

A: B is the most amazing person in this world. I was incredibly, unbelievably down all night, and not to mention feeling utterly ill, and B sat on skype with me until 1am. There are two other nights in my life that I can remember feeling as horribly depressed as this night: the first when I was in grade 11 and came out of a year-long internal journey of solitude where I barely spoke and ate – I was watching Stepmom alone and I can’t even describe to you how hard I cried. It’s not even embarrassing to me. The second was the fall of 2009 when I had drinks with my roommate and her friends, they went to a hockey game, and I stayed back to watch P.S. I love you and The Last Kiss. The person I was dating at the time came to visit me and I felt incredibly un-supported in the overwhelming sadness I was feeling. He left me there because he didn’t want to see me like that.  This third time I watched Jules et Jim and sobbed at Catherine’s ability to be totally liberal and unaffected by the world. I was envious.

It is hard to see or hear anyone that you love talk and feel the way I did on these three nights but life is hard and things like this happen. Depression can be figured out. It can be something you survive. I honestly think pressure builds up in me and I implode. It’s scary and dark and deep and painful but this time I was lucky enough to have B. When we sat on skype in silence, which we did for moments, I was infinitely more happy and I felt infinitely better just knowing that someone else was sitting there with me. I was lucky this time around.

It’s worth noting that if you ever feel this way, although you may not feel that there are, there are people you can talk to. Even writing – write it down. You will feel relieved, less tense, if you get your thoughts and feelings out somehow. Here is a link to Ontario’s Mental Health Line (1-866-531-2100) and more possible outlets that you can explore. It’s important to remember you’re not alone in this. 

B: All I wanted to do that night was talk to A and try to resolve things. I’m sure this would have been easier if in person, but the important things aren’t easy. I’m never sure how to respond to people’s depression or emotionally serious and sad comments. I try to do my best, but sometimes that isn’t good enough. A pointed out when I wasn’t saying anything helpful, and it was harsh, but true. I took that feedback and tried to do better. I thought about, as she put it, “what you would want to hear.” I told her I wasn’t going anywhere and I was there to support her (even when she tried pushing me away – something I do too). I was so happy she was talking to me but I tried to hide my joy so it didn’t sound like I was happy she was sad. Then, we I could hear her tone change towards the end of our conversation, my heart leapt.

Skype date – Date #139 – December 9, 2013

A: B is the most amazing person in this world. I was incredibly, unbelievably down all night, and not to mention feeling utterly ill, and B sat on skype with me until 1am. There are two other nights in my life that I can remember feeling as horribly depressed as this night: the first when I was in grade 11 and came out of a year-long internal journey of solitude where I barely spoke and ate – I was watching Stepmom alone and I can’t even describe to you how hard I cried. It’s not even embarrassing to me. The second was the fall of 2009 when I had drinks with my roommate and her friends, they went to a hockey game, and I stayed back to watch P.S. I love you and The Last Kiss. The person I was dating at the time came to visit me and I felt incredibly un-supported in the overwhelming sadness I was feeling. He left me there because he didn’t want to see me like that.  This third time I watched Jules et Jim and sobbed at Catherine’s ability to be totally liberal and unaffected by the world. I was envious.

It is hard to see or hear anyone that you love talk and feel the way I did on these three nights but life is hard and things like this happen. Depression can be figured out. It can be something you survive. I honestly think pressure builds up in me and I implode. It’s scary and dark and deep and painful but this time I was lucky enough to have B. When we sat on skype in silence, which we did for moments, I was infinitely more happy and I felt infinitely better just knowing that someone else was sitting there with me. I was lucky this time around.

It’s worth noting that if you ever feel this way, although you may not feel that there are, there are people you can talk to. Even writing – write it down. You will feel relieved, less tense, if you get your thoughts and feelings out somehow. Here is a link to Ontario’s Mental Health Line (1-866-531-2100) and more possible outlets that you can explore. It’s important to remember you’re not alone in this. 

B: All I wanted to do that night was talk to A and try to resolve things. I’m sure this would have been easier if in person, but the important things aren’t easy. I’m never sure how to respond to people’s depression or emotionally serious and sad comments. I try to do my best, but sometimes that isn’t good enough. A pointed out when I wasn’t saying anything helpful, and it was harsh, but true. I took that feedback and tried to do better. I thought about, as she put it, “what you would want to hear.” I told her I wasn’t going anywhere and I was there to support her (even when she tried pushing me away – something I do too). I was so happy she was talking to me but I tried to hide my joy so it didn’t sound like I was happy she was sad. Then, we I could hear her tone change towards the end of our conversation, my heart leapt.

Skype date – Date #139 – December 9, 2013

A: B is the most amazing person in this world. I was incredibly, unbelievably down all night, and not to mention feeling utterly ill, and B sat on skype with me until 1am. There are two other nights in my life that I can remember feeling as horribly depressed as this night: the first when I was in grade 11 and came out of a year-long internal journey of solitude where I barely spoke and ate – I was watching Stepmom alone and I can’t even describe to you how hard I cried. It’s not even embarrassing to me. The second was the fall of 2009 when I had drinks with my roommate and her friends, they went to a hockey game, and I stayed back to watch P.S. I love you and The Last Kiss. The person I was dating at the time came to visit me and I felt incredibly un-supported in the overwhelming sadness I was feeling. He left me there because he didn’t want to see me like that.  This third time I watched Jules et Jim and sobbed at Catherine’s ability to be totally liberal and unaffected by the world. I was envious.

It is hard to see or hear anyone that you love talk and feel the way I did on these three nights but life is hard and things like this happen. Depression can be figured out. It can be something you survive. I honestly think pressure builds up in me and I implode. It’s scary and dark and deep and painful but this time I was lucky enough to have B. When we sat on skype in silence, which we did for moments, I was infinitely more happy and I felt infinitely better just knowing that someone else was sitting there with me. I was lucky this time around.

It’s worth noting that if you ever feel this way, although you may not feel that there are, there are people you can talk to. Even writing – write it down. You will feel relieved, less tense, if you get your thoughts and feelings out somehow. Here is a link to Ontario’s Mental Health Line (1-866-531-2100) and more possible outlets that you can explore. It’s important to remember you’re not alone in this. 

B: All I wanted to do that night was talk to A and try to resolve things. I’m sure this would have been easier if in person, but the important things aren’t easy. I’m never sure how to respond to people’s depression or emotionally serious and sad comments. I try to do my best, but sometimes that isn’t good enough. A pointed out when I wasn’t saying anything helpful, and it was harsh, but true. I took that feedback and tried to do better. I thought about, as she put it, “what you would want to hear.” I told her I wasn’t going anywhere and I was there to support her (even when she tried pushing me away – something I do too). I was so happy she was talking to me but I tried to hide my joy so it didn’t sound like I was happy she was sad. Then, we I could hear her tone change towards the end of our conversation, my heart leapt.