Finally...breathing again.

Have you ever felt like you had been holding your breath waiting for relief and suddenly you think, "I'm gonna die." but then suddenly you get to take a big, long, deep breath? Okay...maybe you haven't, but that's what my summer felt like. It was so long, so painful but after that last horrible ordeal with the injections in my head, I got to take a deep breath.
Am I 100%? No. My spine is crooked, so my body is very temperamental. I went to church a few weeks back for the first time since about April and I couldn't sit in the seat. Slowly, my left leg and foot went to sleep. I knew it was from a lack of circulation, so I had to get up and leave. The very same thing happened when I attempted to sit in the livingroom with my hubby and watch TV. My leg feel asleep and my back popped and I had to go back to the bedroom and lie down.
When I go to the grocery store (or anywhere for that matter) I know I have about a 1 hour window before my body starts giving me weird, pain signals. I know I need to do something to help my body get back to a more functioning state. Trying to decide what that is, is a bit of a conundrum.
On two occasions I've tried water aerobics. On BOTH occasions, I (somehow) ended up with an injury that made me quit. How do you injure yourself in water, you say? I can only deduce, when you're in the water, your spine expands and that's a good thing. Is it a good thing when the water expands a crooked spine? Not so much. Things then have the space to pivot in the wrong direction.
For now, I take it one day at a time. If I'm able to get out of the house, it's a blessing. If I'm not? Well...I'm just glad I have a home that I'm comfortable in, a husband that adores me and 2 dogs that are my comedy relief.