Day 24 post transplant–Climbing the mountain called stairs

Yesterday was a good day for me especially when I had to go upstairs to the toilet. I know exciting isn’t it, but I actually managed to walk up the stairs relatively easy. I still held onto the banister, just in case, but I managed to get to the top. I didn’t have to take crawl on my hands and knees to get to the top, which I have done in the past. I didn’t have to take one step at a time, by that I mean put my left foot on the first step, then my right foot on the first step and carry on up the stairs in the same fashion. No, this was a proper walk up the stairs and getting to the top without being that much out of breath and without having to virtually pull myself up by the banister.

I felt as though I had really achieved something, I didn’t get a medal awarded to me or a cup though, which was a shame. It was enough to know that I had the energy to make it to the top.

Today though is a different story. I’m back to taking it slow up the stairs and being tired when I get to the top. It was good while the energy lasted and I hope to have more days like that. I know I’m going to have my good days and bad days. As time goes by I’m sure I will have more good than bad until I can eventually get to some kind of normality again and start to get out of the house etc. Who knows, I may even be able to run up the stairs one day!