|Me in front of the physical therapy location in Milton DE where I will begin my month long regimen to complete the healing of my leg injury|
Just got back from my doctor's. He said I'm ready to begin physical therapy. The tissue has healed enough in my leg for me to begin a routine of physical exercises to I can bend my knee and build up my quadricep muscles. I'm ready! Oh am I ever ready.
I got lucky by having an up to date, modern physical therapy center right in Milton, just up the road from where I live. I knew I moved to Slower Lower for a reason. I was given a choice of multiple physical therapy centers but chose the one closet to me because I just don't want to fight that Route One traffic. Especially now with the tourist season coming up and all those crazy assed drivers coming down here from the north. You just have to stay out of their way because they are always in a HURRY. I don't need to have another accident.
The physical therapy center has to verify my insurance and then they will call me to arrange my three times a week visit for physical therapy. Now for the hard part. When I dislocated my knee way back in 1962, I also had to undergo a month long physical therapy routine three times a week. What I remember most about that time was how hard it was at first to get that weakened and stiff leg of mine (it was the other one that time - I'm an equal leg injury kind of guy) to MOVE. Then, after the initial pain and frustration, the PT just got boring. One memory I will always have, was that while I was doing PT with weights on my leg, the news came over the radio that John Glenn had just circled the earth in a satellite, thus becoming the first American spaceman (the Russians had already beat us to that title but hey, just a footnote to our history books, right)?
Eventually my leg got back to normal and I was off and running. Which is what I hope happens this time around. It better because Pat is coming down on the 23rd of April for his annual visit to Lower Slower. We have big plans for that week. I want to be able to move around like a normal person. I am so tired of being loaded into the back seat of the car with my stiff leg.
By the way folks, those of you who thought I should have had physical therapy sooner - my doctor told me that the tissue had to heal sufficiently on my leg first before I could begin physical therapy. And oh, by the way, I still have to keep my leg brace on which I thought I would. I don't feel safe without it. And my doctor said he didn't want to take a chance of me falling again and undoing all the healing that's taken place over the past six weeks. I don't either!