All stories they say, begin in one of two ways:
"A stranger came to town,"
or else, "I set out upon a journey."
The rest is all just a metaphor and simile.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Knee Progress - week 3
Still a little swollen - but scarring up nicely
Physical therapy - more of the same:
straight leg raises
10 mins of recumbent bike
9 minutes of Electric stimulation standing
4 minutes of standing on the slanty wall board
It's such a process to shower/bath, but a necessary one! Standing in the shower without my brace on feels like being Linus without his blue blanket, and I am still not supposed to soak the knee so bathing is uncomfortable. So far there has been supervision from the sister-in-law, the boy, the other sister-in-law, the girlchild and most recently my mother. Hoping to rein in this ever growing circle of people who have been witness to my naked-ness.
Chicken leg is still looking chickeny - if I can figure out the logistics of getting a good picture it's going to happen.
I finally had time to switch out the summer/winter clothes in my closet. I found my tough mudder technical tee thrown in the back of my running shelf. I had forgotten I sweet talked the medic man into driving my broke-knee self to the finish line so I could get my t-shirt. Haven't decided if I 'earned' the right to wear it yet or not...