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Sunday, July 18, 2004
Ow. Ow ow ow ow o-o-o-o-ow!
So PT is really starting to hurt (could you guess?). It's not a sharp pain, though, more like a I-need-to-do-HOW-many-more-exercises kind of hurt. Last Thursday's workout lasted almost two hours. Added to the fun recently:
Mini leg squats: Loop a rubber band around a table leg, then do short squats with the loop going around the back of your knee, so that each time you reach full extension on the leg, you reach full tension on the band. This is pretty easy right now, but they want me to work up to doing it on one leg. I'm not there, yet.
Leg curls: I've been doing these by pulling up my lower leg using a bedsheet, but now they want me to do it without assistance to build up some muscle. These hurt BAAAD. As a result, they take me forever to do.
Inclined squats: I don't know if that's the official PT name for these, but I have to do 50 squats on the rolling inclined Total Gym. These are pretty easy right now, too, but I suspect they'll get more difficult as they increase the angle and reps.
But enough about PT. How am I getting around in real world situations?
Fairly well. I walked with the brace on down to the park a few blocks away on Friday for the fair and it wasn't too bad. I wasn't setting any speed records, but I made it there and back without breaking down in painful tears.
On Sunday, I went to the theater and saw I, Robot which was high on eye candy but low on snappy dialogue. I have to sit on the aisle at the theater so I can have my leg extended during the movie, and negotiating down the stairs in the near-darkness of the theater still makes me a little nervous. However, as long as I move slow (and really, I have no choice) it's not that big of a deal.
In short, stairs and slopes? Bad. Flat, obstruction-free walking? No problem. I am starting to be able to go up stairs (with railing), but going down is still a one-step-at-a-time adventure. I'm guessing it'll be at least three more weeks before I can go down stairs one foot after the other.
In other weird news, I keep having dreams where I'm running. And when you can just barely walk, these are the greatest dreams in the world. Seriously. They're better than flying dreams, because you know how running feels. Just seven weeks to go before I can jog. Oof. That seems like forever.
Updated at 10:58 PM
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