Yoga with My 87 Year-Old Aunt Is Awesome!

I had a fantastic holiday weekend.  I hung out at my aunt’s house in Lancaster for four days with my Aunt Carmen, and ,cousin Karen (yes, she is my namesake.)

I have always looked up to my cousin Karen.  The first time I visited her home in San Jose as an adult, was in the 1990’s.  It was surreal for me to be doing grown up fun things like drinking margaritas, and laughing until the late hours of the morning. with her  Karen is actually my dad’s first cousin, she was an adult when I was born, but the years did not keep me from somehow inheriting  a lot of her personality traits.  The good, the bad,  and the crazy.   This past Saturday night together, we laughed because back in 1995, we were drinking tequila shots at 11:30pm, and this time at 11:30 pm on a Saturday night,  she was removing a knife I had lodged in a Granny Smith Apple.

We spent three days lounging and visiting while  watching CSI Miami.  I had never seen CSI Miami before, and  my favorite part is the beginning of the show.    Horatio (David Caruso) begins a comment, puts on his sunglasses, makes a potentially  profound statement about his comment, followed by the primal scream in the show’s theme song, “Won’t Get Fooled Again”, by The Who.   I wish I could find a way to have the scream cued up and play, every time I put on my sunglasses.  *sigh*

During my research of Horatio’s sunglasses, I stumbled upon the top 10 Jason Statham moments on YouTube. The only thing better than a Jason Statham fight, is a Jason Statham fight when he’s wearing only boxers.

What were we talking about?  Oh yeah, Yoga… with my Aunt Carmen {puts on sunglasses and walks away.}

That Monday morning following the  relaxing weekend, my aunt and cousin invited me to join them on their adventures, which turned out to be a healthy routine I envied.   At 9am,  I found myself in a senior citizen’s stretch class with my cousin Karen.

Last year at this time, I was doing Krav Maga classes.  That 45 day hospital stay really took a toll on me and now, I’m easing into activity.  Last year, I would have punched you in the neck, Jason Statham-style, if you told me I’d be in a stretching class for seniors.  Stretching is stretching and these seniors had a great program that would give a few 20-year-old I know, a run for their money.  I have always looked up to my cousin Karen.  This was the first exercise class we had ever been to together, and I was happy she invited me to go along.

About 15 minutes into the class, not only did I realize I was probably the only person wearing thong panties, I became acutely aware of how inspired I was by my fellow students in the class.  My biggest fear in the early years of my diagnosis was that I may not live to be a senior citizen.  Today, this rag-tag group of perky seniors gave me hope.

There are many things I have resented about having a progressive, degenerative illness at a young age.  I missed 7 years of my 20’s and spent all of my 30’s in doctor’s offices, hospitals and physical therapy rehab office visits.  But, I lived to tell about it.  Now I’m in my 40’s and I feel like I have my whole life ahead of me. I miss my 20 year old body, I’m not the first person in her 20’s to be ill and I certainly won’t be the last. And today,  there I was stretching with some old people and felt comforted that there was something I could do about my health. The students in this stretching class really stoked the fires of my inner control freak, and it was a great feeling.

There were cancer survivors, a 92 year-old women who still drove herself to the Senor Center every day, and there was my awesome cousin working hard to keep herself healthy, and able.  This health thing does not happen by sitting around.  You have got to get out and leave, especially when it’s hard.

Recently, my Aunt Carmen was unable to walk because her muscles had atrophied as a side effect of some medication.  She spent some time in a rehabilitation facility, where she learned to walk again.  When she returned home, she didn’t want to go anywhere, but my cousin Karen, got her moving.  It would take lots of convincing to get my Aunt Carmen in the car, but luckily, my cousin Karen is very stubborn and wouldn’t take”no” for an answer. When they would return, my aunt felt significantly better.   Now, these two have a great thing going on every day- and today, I had the privilege to join them on their Go-Go-Go! adventures.

After walking our dogs in the park and stretch class with my cousin, we ran back to the house to pick up my aunt for chair yoga at their local wellness center.  By the way, these activities are free to them, thanks to Medicare.  When we arrived, well- my cousin Karen has this amazing outgoing personality and of course, she gets that from her mom.  These two just light up a room.  I hadn’t seen my aunt this active in ages.  She introduced me to her friends, showed me around and then we took our chairs in the activity room.

 

We did some Thai Chi, then sat down on metal folding chairs with big comfy cushions.  Chair yoga gave me quite a work out and I felt so relaxed after.  The best part, was doing chair yoga with my 87 year old aunt and my cousin (who would kill me slowly and painfully, if I disclosed her age).  Three generations doing yoga together, so we could all be together, longer.  You’d think I would have taken a picture, but no- we were just to busy enjoying ourselves. And you know what?  I almost did not go to visit my aunt and my cousin, because I didn’t feel well.  I haven’t been as active as I used to and I get tired easier.  Or at least I used to.  Hanging out with my Aunt Carmen and my cousin Karen, was just the kick in the pants I needed.

So, if you have scleroderma, sarcoidosis or any debilitating disease, and you turn down an offer to go somewhere and do something, please reconsider.    It is hard not to be discouraged by pain.  And things will not always go as planned  It may be hard to get out.  It may be hard to move when you get there, but don’t pass up an opportunity.  You may be sore when you get home, and have to rest, but getting out is worth it. Life moves pretty fast.  Don’t miss it.

Editing note:  I originally published this post spelling Tai Chi, Thai Chi.  I left it, because it’s funny.  ~K

 

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