It has been appx. two weeks since I last went to West Point Physical Therapy so I was excited to go and get back to work.   I do have a regimen of exercises that I perform at home but I prefer the ones that I do outside the home because they really push my limits.  I can’t do them at home alone for safety reasons.

I work with three different therapists (Fran, Jenna and Darlene).  I adore each one of these lovely ladies.  They know what they are doing, they make me laugh and they make me work very hard.  I am very grateful to have them teaming up with me.   I found out today that Jenna’s last day was last week.  I was so disappointed that I didn’t get a chance to see her before she left…… Jenna, if you read this I want you to know that I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your hard work and encouragement.  Thank you for your cheery demeanor that always made me laugh even when I didn’t feel like it.  I will certainly miss you!  I wish you the best in all that you do.

Fran noticed today that I am using less of my arm strength to support me when using the walker.  I used the stationary bike for appx. 10 minutes on level 8.  I noticed today that I had to concentrate less on keeping my right leg in line while using the bike.  I was also in control of my left leg a little more than the last time as well.  Fran assigned exercises for me this week that will further strengthen my hips, hamstrings and calves.

When I got home today, I felt frustrated and sad about my situation.  I don’t know what brought this on suddenly.  I just know that I am so very tired of fighting for my recovery.  But I also know that there is no other option.  If I want to walk again, I have to fight with every fiber of my being.   I was hoping that writing this right now would help snap me out of it but today writing isn’t helping.  I’m just gonna give myself 5 minutes to cry.

I’m going to make it an early night.   Good night all…………..