As most of you know, I am constantly harping on Keith to exercise. I am always on his case about how good working out is for PWP and how beneficial the stretches alone can be. Keith does work out some on his weight machine, but not enough to really justify owning it. (in my opinion - I'm sure he would disagree) He always tells me that because of his job he is quite mobile and active and that what little he does do on the weight machine is just good enough, thank you! I've never been satisfied with that. It's just not good enough. I want daily stretches and workouts, weekly visits to the Y, maybe a membership to a local gym. Basically, I want it all - for him. But then I noticed something today that changed my mind.
Keith is off work today and spent most of the morning working in the shop. He had the garage door open so I was able to watch what he was doing. He was doing a lot more than I've ever really given him credit for. He was bending, reaching, twisting and turning to reach things, pushing and pulling various heavy pieces of something I can only assume is (or was!) a car (it had two big wheels on it, other than that, I'm lost!) He was pressure-washing stuff and toting buckets and getting a pretty good workout in general. It made me stop and realize that maybe his version of good enough actually IS good enough. Maybe I need to step back and trust my husband a little more. Maybe he really DOES know more about what his body is capable of than I do. That's really hard for me to admit, though I know how horrible that sounds. I guess I'm just way too overprotective of him when it comes to PD.
I've learned today that trust and compromise come in many forms. I have learned that I don't always know what's best for my husband, and that I really do need to let him decided what course of action he wants to take to fight this disease. Keith is very active in spite of having PD, and that is good enough for me.