Have you read those studies that tell us that a habit can be changed if we apply ourselves to the task for one month? I would imagine it works both ways, one could acquire a bad habit in the same time.
The reason I’m wondering about routines and habits is because I’m hoping (hoping, hoping, hoping) that the time I’ve been spending in rehab — it’s pretty much non-stop routine except for the mostly delicious meals — will, once I walk out the door, translate into a new enlightened lifestyle.
Let me tell you about my typical day in what my daughter refers to as my medispa:
|The pills in my pill box.|
1.) 5:30-ish someone slips into my room and places my daily dose of pills in one of those long boxes that divide the times of day. Then the spectre leaves and slams the door. (More about the pills further down.)*
|The compote might be apple, it might be pear.|
2.) 8 a.m. sharp, breakfast is delivered. Since my meeting with the dietician mine consists of dry biscuits (which I really like), two little pats of butter, about a tablespoon of jam, a yogurt and sometimes a ramekin of either an apple or pear compote.
3.) 8:45 the tray is removed with all sorts of good wishes for a perfect day.
4.) 8: 55 the first fresh, and covered, pitcher of spring water is delivered with a glass.
5.) 9-ish, shower.
6.) 9:10 I struggle with my support hose — they’re really hard to pull on — and then throw on a t-shirt and yoga or jogging pants and bright blue ballerinas. (I have to wear loose-fitting pants so Stephanie, my physical therapist, can give my knee a little massage and see how we’re progressing.)
|My can’t live without Shu Uemura eyelash curler.|
7.) 9:20 a little dab of cream, curled eyelashes, mascara and lip gloss.
8.) 9:30 physical therapy begins with weights, pulleys, balls, elastics and walking on a rubberized “path” protected by parallel bars and featuring strategically placed obstacles.
|As someone pointed out, this is Nirvana.|
9.) 11:15 balneotherapy. Ten minutes before we head to our rooms for lunch, the pool comes alive with water jets at various levels so that we can massage everything from our feet to our shoulders. It’s heaven.
10.) 12 lunch is served.
|I always have verveine tea after lunch.|
11.) 1 p.m. coffee or tea is served.
12.) 1:10 a new pitcher of water is delivered.
13.) 1:40 gym, which consists mainly of balance exercises, walking, leg lifts — nothing too challenging.
14.) 2:20 “musculation” — translation: rooms with equipment. Herein I work on a stationary bicycle then move to a leg press machine and after that one of those machines — I don’t know what they’re called — to do arm presses.
15.) 3:20 a “brushing” appointment. (Of course this is not every day, I just slipped it in to tell you that there is an on-site coiffeuse twice a week.)
16.) 4 is snack time which includes the following possibilities: orange juice, tea, coffee, cake, yogurt, sometimes applesauce and on occasion, like today, ice cream.
17.) 4:15 fresh water arrives.
18.) 6 dinner is served.
19.) 7 the dinner tray is removed and once again we are wished a pleasant evening.
20.) 8:30 the first ice pack for my knee is delivered.
21.) 9 the final pitcher of water arrives.
22.) Between 9:30 & 10 someone knocks, enters and asks if all is well and if I need anything. I get another ice pack and we say goodnight. End of story. End of day.
|The ice packs are wrapped in pretty light blue pillowcases so that they don’t burn the skin.|
As you can imagine, my concern is: Can I keep up with the routine? I’m wondering whether if there is a will there really is a way. I’m hoping all those studies were correct. I fear the equation of one month + routine = new habit is missing an essential element: discipline. Argh. . .