Back to see the surgeon today. I was told I can now lift 20 lbs (I kept a straight face). The best news is that I can take real showers, even swim if I wish. And I can take one of my anti-inflammatory drug per day. Took one when I got home, walked the dogs, and could feel a difference by the time we got back. Right now, my hands don't hurt for the first time since the surgery!!
I signed up for another four weeks of physical therapy. It's helping tremendously, and yet I feel that I need more than another week and a half. Yesterday, Jeff brought out a balance board, at which I just pointed and laughed. I have no real sense of balance, which is why I body surfed instead of using a board. My left foot has roll, pitch and yaw, although not quite as much as my right. Just got to get the left calf stretched out a bit more. All in all, Dr. S. is happy - he told me it sometimes takes patients two years to recover to the point I'm at.
I am a happy camper!
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I'm so glad to read this, sir. I want for things not to be awful, and health problems just so easily suck.
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