But first, let's take a little look at Thursday! Kathryn came in the door with the kids, and Achilles had a box of Built Bars behind his back, presented them to me so happily! It was awesome. He's a cutie.
So yeah, they got out the Christmas stuff, but Cam was making pizzas for dinner, and had to leave for band practice, Char was setting things up but didn't seem to have her heart in it, she did fine, but had so much school stuff to do. Sonja was trying too, but Kaia likes mama, and Ellis likes Kathryn too. I told them to just put the stuff back in the bins and put it in the guest room and we would get it out another day. Char did wash a huge load of blankets, and put the Christmas throw pillows in the dryer with a fabric softener sheet, just to get the dust out. They put away the fall stuff, including the orange lights, and put some warm white ones there instead. It's kind of halfway done, but I don't mind. I puttered around and straightened some of it, I can work on it little by little.
So, today's PT was dreaded, as usual. I have not been sleeping well at all, but I really forced myself to be optimistic. When I did my leg raises here yesterday, I did them quite well, so I tried to focus on making progress.
Upon walking into PT, I was directed right to the gym. Crap. :). I got to lie down on a low table so the therapist could push my knee back as far as he could, and hold it there, over and over again. It's not the worst pain in the world, but it's not fun. He had me do the other exercises, then the leg raises...I can do them mostly by myself now! Then, onto the bike...climbing onto it was an adventure in itself. I can't pedal all the way around yet, but I did as far as I could go, then went the other way. Then to the leg lifts with a two pound weight, then the extreme bending...I got to 91! ..then phew, we were ready to ice and elevate.
So I am making progress, little by little. The knee itself is wobbly, it gives out and it clicks, but it'll get better. I just try to get up every hour and move and stretch, and do the exercises here at home, and keep fighting the mental battles. Having the kids over yesterday was a very nice distraction, very fun. It's hard because I cannot do anything for anyone. Paul made meatballs in the crockpot, and Cam put in a cauliflower crust pizza for me, so dinner was really nice.
This fine day, Sonja picked Camille up, and off they went to Costco. I requested a rotisserie chicken, because five dollars, a bag of whole bean Starbucks coffee, heavy cream, Built Bars, and a hot dog and Diet coke from the concession stand. I don't eat the bun, so it's not terrible for me, and it's so good. :)
Terri, I went back and read your blog posts, and I'm sending you a big hug, and yay for your good friends and neighbors. You essentially went through the stress and trauma of Joe being so sick, and having this surgery to recover from. My goodness.
My son Joseph came to visit me yesterday too. He's a very special kid...kid, ha he was born in 1991, he's 34! He is married to Bethany, and lives five miles away in a nice little house in town. It's always so nice to see him.
Anyway, not too much going on. It's almost time to heave myself up to walk around a little bit, do some stretching and tightening....have a good day, everyone!
2 comments:
Hello there! I have been thinking of you and hoping your recovery is going well. You look amazing, and I love the braid! The little ones are precious and I am sure they make your day better. Relax and rest when you can! Hugs!
Having your little ones around is such good medicine!! They are all adorable!! You are doing great, Della, and congrats on hitting over 90!! I think having Joe to worry about helped me to keep going with my PT. I'm surprised about the weight training. My doctor said no weight exercises for six months. I did bike pedals though, and that's weight training of sorts. It does get better!! Hang in there, my friend!! Let your family keep spoiling you! xo
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