My Pilates Story
I twisted my ankle quite badly after a recent fall and ended up needing physiotherapy. My Physiotherapist advocated doing Pilates to help develop my core muscles.
I must confess I was already pretty keen to try Pilates, so when my physio said I could attend six lessons at the hospitals physiotherapy department, I was notably excited. Let’s just say – something I don’t have to spend our money on that helps with relief of MS problems, appeals to me greatly.
The Pilates Class
I arrived, notably the youngest person there. I thought ‘nah, this isn’t for me’ but I stuck it out only to find I was unable to complete a lot of the exercises, even on the easiest level.
MS makes me feel like I am in a haze, a bubble of confusion. My brain being the addled thing it is leads to me being very easily confused. So any exercises that combined more than one body part, or two movements at the same time, left my poor body and mind in a state making any co-ordinated movements difficult if not impossible for me.
At one stage I was almost physically ill, while completing these seemingly simple exercises. No one else in the class was having any trouble (except the lady with bad knees and back problems).
I left feeling despondent, with improved posture and burning abs. The posture and abdominal effects sent me back the next week. The problem was that I experienced the same lack of co-ordination and feeling physically sick. But again I stuck it out and I do feel it is helping improve my core strength.
I just need to stop worrying about what the other ladies think of my shakey, un-coordinated, confused movements. I hope no one watches me and tries to follow what I’m doing. The thought of that makes me want to laugh.
I can definitely feel that halfway through the class, just when we change to exercising the other side of our bodies, my movements get even shakier and clumsier. At that point I can feel my muscles are getting tired, they don’t want to do what I’m trying to tell them to. I bet no one else in the class has a clue that I have a problem at all, or worse still – they do.
Multiple Sclerosis has a way of sneaking up on you, especially when you – like me, live your life trying not to let MS effect how you carry out your daily activities.
I’ve had to give up driving, I have to be careful of falls and for a large part, housework is a no-go – not that I’m complaining about that particular loss. I can no longer have children and my brain and spine are speckled with lesions.
MS has already taken so much from me but I will not back down. Multiple Sclerosis cannot have me.