Well I know have a physical therapist coming to the house , it’s time to put weight in my hands and on my left leg . Boy am I sore this morning, four pounds can really work my muscles . I am trying to do the walker , touch little with left foot , using arms and step , then hop with right foot . Like a weird dance .
Getting out of shape is soooo easy . My left foot feels weird when I stand , I can get swelling down - if I sleep with leg on three pillows. What a drag that is . Cats never leave my side , esp at some odd hour in the too early am ; when I need to pee . Imagine , leg on high three pillows and cat the size of medium dog not wanting to move and bladder like a water balloon . Never imagined this would be my life .
There is a podcaster , for knitting , whom has a brain tumor way close to spine , non operable . As I watched the special episode of Fruity Knitting ; I cried . My bone will heal , his head may not . This makes me even more aware of how I spend my day .
And so I go , washing fleece , dishes and then knitting , relearning to walk , excepting where I am and being grateful I can do all this .
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