Friday, February 05, 2010

The great equilizer

Physical therapy. Yes, that brings us back down to reality. I had my first serious PT session today.

TJ came to the house. We started with ankle flexes. OK! Can do those all day. But then things got more serious - a lot more serious.

Earlier in the day, I got an email from SIL. She was glad that I had weathered the surgery so well. She said her first two days were sheer hell, and probably even a half working epidural had helped. I'm sure it must have.

In the last of her email was to be nice to the physical therapist. Now I understand.

I am supposed to do those *&^$^&&(, I mean rehabilitating, exercises three times a day. Hummmm, I really don't think so. This afternoon I noticed that I was leaking a little more, and it was rather fresh. I wonder what those staples look like.

Ah, the might has been brought to her (wait for it) knees.



Jenn Jilks said...

What a story. Keep up that physio - you know it is good for you!!!!

Thank you for visiting My Muskoka !

Marti said...

Yep, what Jenn said. It could mean the difference in your range of motion and recovery. You can do it!

Susan Adcox said...

If a PT doesn't leave you a little POed, he or she is probably not doing the job! But I know it hurts, and I know the idea of doing it three times a day is daunting. If you don't get along as well as you think you should, be sure to call your doctor!