back from break....

 ...I got to go to PT again today!  I'm ridiculously silly sometimes, so when I got on the stationary bike, and noticed the seat was even lower, which makes pedaling a bit harder, I said, "Oh how nice, every time I get on here, the number is higher and it's a little easier, thank you!"  

The ankle weights for doing the dangly leg lift were increased to seven pounds.  The leg press, the horrid evil leg press, stayed the same, and I did my 30 reps.  The therapist bent and stretched my leg, and I did my flexion test:  112!  Up two from last Wednesday.  He was happy with that number, said I just have to keep at it, and keep getting those numbers up, bending that knee.  Straightening it is extremely important too, it is painful, but it's almost there.  He said the buckling would get much better when the leg is fully straight.

Phew.  

So, after PT, we needed a few things from the store, but stopped at a local spring to get some water, then headed to Aldi.  I have not been in the store in four weeks, so Paul pulled right up in front, ran in and got me a cart, and off I went.  I had been in the car for a long time, and the leg was so stiff.  I tiptoed and minced my way into the store, and let me tell you, it was cold out!  

Raspberries, pears, some Everything Seasoning crackers...it was nice to pick out my own stuff.  Paul had his own cart, and gathered up chicken, bacon, eggs, ect., while I perused the Fun Aisle.  I only bought some First Snow scented wax melts, and a roll of wrapping paper.  I also picked up a small pork roast, as I was thinking it would go good with the rest of the tart apples we have.  

It wasn't painful to walk through the store.  But it was slow going.  I didn't feel very steady, and was glad it was a small store and a quick trip.  Paul went to get the car while I hobbled out with the cart to wait on the sidewalk out front, but guess what?  The entire sidewalk slants downward towards the crosswalk, making it almost impossible for me to keep the cart in front of me!  Gravity was pulling it, and I was pulling it back!  I tried to turn it, but it wasn't having it.  Paul got there, and I growled, "The cart is out of control!"  He thought I said the car was out of control, and he was like WHAT?!  I think he thought it was rolling away or something, so he was veering back toward the car and looking at it....whilst I ever so sweetly hissed, "Please help me with this cart!"  It was just a 30 second misunderstanding, but oh dear.  I was so done.  

I told him that I know the whole ordeal took him three times longer because he brought me, but it was wonderful for me, almost like we went on a date!  Home...I made it up the stairs and into the house, got in my chair with my ice pack, and he made us bacon and eggs for dinner.  He is a keeper.

The girls are home now, the Christmas lights are all on, they are doing schoolwork, and it is quiet and cozy in here.  You all have a good night!