Rehab

Well, I finally went to my first exercise class at the Rehab Oncology programme yesterday.  I've been really anxious since early last week when I went for the consult and the physio there said my resting heart rate was so high (112 and up).  However, even though my head has been pounding for the last week and I've been out of breath with the slightest thing, my heart rate was excellent right through the exercise component of the class.  Most of it I managed very easily (so will probably need to up the ante) but there was one piece of equipment - a chest high thing that I had to turn handles around - that nearly did me in.  I had it at lowest resistance and I thought 3 minutes would never end.  It really demonstrated just how much upper body strength I have lost since December when this began.  I've got 15 more sessions to try to get things back on track.

I'm off to the physio this morning for cording treatment and, strangely enough, looking forward to the torture.