If I lived in the U.K....I just read that they arrest people for controversial social media posts. 12,000 people last year. Can you imagine having the police knock at your door for that? If you hurt someone's feelings, or post something satirical, or criticize the government...ugh.
In other news: I drove today! Ha, the first time in three months! I want to get back to the pool, so Paul put up a railing on the front steps so I can theoretically get out of the house on my own. The sidewalk can be holy-heck-ers, so he has snow blown a big chunk of the front yard, and pulls in pick me up. (how nice is that?:). Anyway. Today we went to physical therapy, and I drove home!
PT today: the usual usual, but I told them I was going to be down to once a week, which they totally understand, because it's like ninety bucks a session, with the new year and new deductible. But, I have my instructions: get to the pool. Walk, walk backwards, stand on one leg, just get into that pool...he wants me to go twice before I go back to my next PT.
So, tomorrow morning...if all goes well...I will venture to that pool.
And, now it is tomorrow morning. And: I did go to the pool! I WENT TO THE POOL!!!! Remember when I thought I'd be able to get back to it in three weeks? And it's actually been three months? Paul was going to the gym, so he dropped me off at the sidewalk, but let me tell you about this sidewalk: it is very long. It was nice and clear of snow and ice, but it is a long walk. I hobbled slowly in the 12 degree weather. Into the locker room, put my stuff away, took off my outer clothes as I had my suit on, and hobbled into the pool room. This pool has a handicapped ramp, which is wonderful, but it is on the exact opposite corner of the room. You come out of the locker room, and have to walk to the far corner to access it. Hobble hobble hobble. Plus, it was wet and slippery. (Paul suggested water shoes, which I might get). Down the ramp, and ahh, the water was warm! I didn't do much, didn't really swim, just walked back and forth, lifted my leg, stood on one leg, reveled in being in the water. Truthfully, my new knee feels janky and cranky and mechanical in the water, but everything else felt lovely. Then up the ramp, across the pool area...I stopped to talk to the lifeguard. Don't feel sorry for me, I said. I'm not in pain, just going slowly so I don't fall. I'm doing much better than I was even a few weeks ago, and I'm so glad to be back.
It was nice to see the swim class ladies, they are all so nice and kind. I saw the lady who had her replacement a mere two weeks before mine, she's been back to class for over a month now, and she walks like I do in my dreams. She is ever so kind, and I'm glad for her. I went before the class, and was getting back into the locker room to leave, when they were all coming in before the start. Maybe next week I'll join the class, I don't know. But I need to go again, before PT on Wednesday.
I wish I could say it was a piece of cake and I can't wait to do it again. What I can say is: I'm glad I went, but it was very challenging, and slow going, and I felt like an old lady. I feel like I've run a marathon. But, if I'm going to get back in shape to be able to prance around Costco again, I need to do these things. And, four weeks from now I'll be in Norway! So I NEED to move it-move it!
Today is the day of the calling hours for my sister. What can I say about this? Yesterday I was ready to tell her about going to the pool, not so many years ago, she would have been going with me. My heart just aches, and I can't believe she's really gone. After we go to the funeral home, we'll come back here and some of the kids will come over. Then there are services tomorrow morning, then a church feast in the afternoon, which will be extremely good, with friends from all over coming.
Ah well. Time to get moving. It's rather good I can't sit for too long without the knee starting to ache, it makes me get up and get going. You have a lovely day.
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