can we just?

 ...have a blog post without mentioning the weather or my knee?  Of course not!

This fine day I went to physical therapy.  I do not like going.  I wake up in the morning, and I figure out what day it is, and realize it's a PT day, and ugh.  I just don't like going.  This new walking-with-a-cane thing is much more challenging for me than I'd like it to be.  I still feel wobbly, and like my new knee leg is a wooden spike, clomping down then aching a bit.  It's buckled a few times, but I have not fallen, so we proceed.  At PT today, I wobbled in there on the cane, told them I parked the walker in the foyer on Monday and have not touched it, and that felt pretty good.  But, I told them, my walking is like basic survival.  They did not seem daunted by this at all.  On to the exercise bike, then the leg lifting weight thing, then the leg press, my previous most hated exercise, but that has been overtaken by:  the stair stepper.  Ten minutes on that thing, and I was beat.  I am embarrassed to say I was a sweaty mess, and my heart was really going.  They actually got me a cup of water and had me sit down for a few minutes.  They were so nice about it though, the younger PT said he gets the same way with cardio, said that he can only do five minutes on the bike, and I always do ten.  

Then, down the hallway on the cane, up the flight of stairs, like a normal person, back down, back down the hallway, then on to the balance board.  First side to side, no hanging on, then forward and backward.  It's not too bad.  They wanted to measure my bend, make sure I'm not losing ground, it was 117, I said to try again, it was 121.  Not bad.

I walked out of there on the cane feeling a little more confident, but here at home, it's still very challenging to get around.  I do not like it one little bit, but I want to be walking again, so this is my reality.  

What I'm hoping and praying for:  I can get better before my hip gets worse.  I'm getting aches and twinges, and you remember I had that debilitating bursitis, made me almost fall when it stabbed unexpectedly.  I do NOT want that again, and my hand/arm/shoulder from the cane...ugh.  So.  I am working hard at being thankful, and also hoping my walking skills improve and progress quickly!

Enough old lady talk.  

Char went to college today, and stopped at Walmart for some things for her girls' group project, and got some pizza doughs and cheese for this weekend, it'll be nice and cold, good weather for pizza.  Camille made dinner tonight.  I cut up the chicken breast, and sliced some carrots up thinly.  She stir fried the chicken, broccoli, and carrots, and made a ginger sauce, and Jasmine rice.  mmmm.  I only had a tablespoon of rice, I try so hard not to have much of those things.  

But my after dinner snack is a Siggi simple yogurt with a little bit of protein granola, and four Hershey kisses, lest you think I'm more self-control-y than I actually am.  :). I might have a clementine too.

Ah well...I just got up and took a walk, and am here in my chair again.  One step at a time, one walk at a time, by God's grace, this will improve...:). have a good night!