...nor a pity party. No, just a day in my new life. I went to PT today. Dreaded stairs, down with the bad, half a flight down to the foyer...then onto the porch, down two big steps, walker to the car, which Paul so nicely drove right up to the front of the house, in the snowy grass. Getting in was a bugger, I can let go of the walker and sit my rear end on the edge of the seat, but there is a ledge, so when I slide back, then attempt to pivot the bad leg up and into the car, it gets hung up. It doesn't like the twisty motion, it's like there are sensitive sensors in the knee cap, putting their little whiskers out for any kind of twisty stuff, so they can screech.
I made it into the car! It was snowy and cold and damp and chilly.
My session today started with the assistant, Jamison, lifting my leg, straightening it, then pushing it back towards me...more and more, and holding it there, then releasing it...getting past that scar tissue. It killed. He did this several times, then I did my exercises. They were about the same as they were on Friday, then he measured my flexion: 80! It was 70 on Friday. Not too shabby. I was looser and moved better, getting back into the car, then going up the steps is always easier than going down.
Camille made a wonderful chicken soup for dinner. Sonja and baby Kaia came over, Sonja vacuumed for me. Char made me a nice after PT cup of hot coffee, and brought out some crackers and pepperoni. It was nice, and cozy.
The knee stiffened up even worse, and swelled. It didn't like that session. It's two steps back, I tell you. I took one tramadol an hr. before PT, and am surviving on tylenol or ibuprofen. So it's been a painful evening. Right now the girls are watching a movie, and I'm icing the knee.
I am not getting bored yet. I do like when the older kids come to visit though. It's supposed to be quite snowy here tonight and tomorrow, so no one will probably come tomorrow, and I am certainly not going anywhere. One of these days after PT we might go for a ride, a drive....
Paul took stew beef from the freezer, it's in the refrigerator...he'll make it tomorrow. MMMM. I will enjoy that.
I'm trying super hard not to indulge in crappy food or snacks. I want less inflammation, not more! I do have some mini chocolate almond bars, and I had a few of those after my chicken soup. The girls have those gummy Nerds clusters, nope, I do not need to "try" one, because we know I'll like it!
My body does ache from not going in the pool, and from sitting more, and when I do lie down to sleep, it's flat on my back on the couch. But, this isn't a pity party, right?
The days aren't awful, they are sprinkled with trials and doubts, but they are good days. Overall, I'm hopeful that things will get better, and I'll get that range of motion. The therapist mentioned the bike next time...we'll see!
You all have a good evening, and thank you for bearing with me! :)
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