First Signs of Normalcy
It always seems that I lose my desire to write when important things happen. Monday I started walking, completely. I had been sort of hobbling here and there for short distances but always with the hesitation that I was doing something I wasn’t supposed to be. When I saw the surgeon on Monday he was adamant that I start walking and get back to normal. It was amazing to hear and, just like that, I was walking. It seems like since then everything has progressed very quickly. My PT did another evaluation and this one showed that in 1-week, my squat tolerance increased by 50%. She pushed me pretty hard yesterday and today I’m actually sore like I worked out.
I had planned to meet Sheri at the gym today but when I got there, I wasn’t really sure what to do. We got on the spin bikes for a while but I really don’t like the way those spin bikes fit so we didn’t stay on that long. I didn’t want to do any leg press because I was so sore from yesterday and I felt really stupid doing balance stuff that I could have done in my office. In the end, I walked around and did almost nothing. Probably the best part was the half a mile walk to and from the gym. It’s easier to say it’s going to be baby steps than it is to understand what that means.