Here we are, 12 weeks post op. Almost six weeks of getting the big thumbs-up from the surgeon and starting to bear weight. To be honest, it feels like forever. Even longer when you add in the weeks between the fall and the surgery date.
I point this out because I need the reminder that I have done so much. In the moment, I struggle with, what I consider, my lack of progress, and my limitations. Sometimes, I need a kick in the yoga (or pajama) pants so I don’t lose sight of the reality of my situation.
Sunday – pt exercises
The weekend weather has been so lovely, so we decided to get out of the house for a bit and try a movie at the new theatre. I LOVE going to the movies, but it’s been really hard because I can’t drive there, and it’s also hard to sit in one spot for very long.
Little man chose Sonic The Hedgehog, which I will admit was amusing and very watchable. They also loved the new theatre, so it looks like we have a new favorite.
I was a little sore afterwards, and tried to make up for it with PT stretches.
Monday – physical therapy
I felt fabulous at PT to start the week: I did well, and I felt strong and rejuvenated. My second therapist and I talked more about my recovery plan and it was a good conversation.
Later on, I had another conversation that really upset me. It led to a three day crying jag, where I just felt so empty and directionless. I know I shouldn’t let outside opinions bother me, but I’m human and words can sting.
I’m not proud to admit it, but I fell apart pretty hard for a few days.
Tuesday – gym (bike, elliptical, core)
Tuesday morning, I managed to get myself together enough to drive to the gym. I did my 15 minutes on the recumbent bike, and then I pushed to 12 on the elliptical. It doesn’t sound like much (at least, not to me), but muscle atrophy is no joke. When I was finished with my cardio, I did some weights, and worked on my seated squats.
While I would have loved taking it back to bed the rest of the day, we had a chaperone meeting for little man’s upcoming field trip. We had both put in to help out before I broke my leg, and as luck would have it, both of us got picked. The teachers in charge are ok with my situation, and we have a great plan for the day, so it should all work out just fine.
Wednesday – pt exercises
I had a lot of work to catch up with on Wednesday, and the weather was starting to turn cold again.
My new Road ID showed up, and I was so happy with the rose gold plate.
Mr PugRunner and little man asked if I would go to karate that night, so I did, although their seating isn’t the most comfortable. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned, but little man has been invited to test for his black belt in July. He’s working so hard and we are very proud.
Thursday – gym (bike, elliptical)
I overdid it on Thursday. From the minute I got to the gym, I knew I was pushing it, but I went ahead and did it all anyway. Whoops.
Sure, there was the gym. But there was also my first solo trip to Publix since November.
And then I went to visit my friend’s new baby (I did get a ride, but it was just one more outing in an already packed day).
Friday – physical therapy
PT was early on Friday, but I got in and did fairly well. From there, the day just got hard. I thought I would start cutting back on my nerve pain meds (I need to wean off them instead of just stopping when the scrip is up), and that was a mistake.
I had a hard time focusing during the day, and I really struggled. Mr PugRunner volunteered to drive little man and some of his troop-mates to their campout, so I tried watching some tv and then headed to bed.
Saturday – pt exercises
I thought about going to the gym, but I was still a little achy so I opted to sleep in and do my stretches and balance work at home, instead.
Since we had the day to ourselves, we made the drive to St. Augustine Beach to try a new-to-us Mexican restaurant. It was, after all, National Margarita Day, and I had a craving.
Afterwards, I asked if we could go to the Alligator Farm to get in a little walking. We have a family annual pass, so I thought it would be nice to stroll somewhere different. The chilly weather made it very pleasant and I enjoyed getting to see some of the animals. I didn’t last too long, but I felt good about what I managed.
That night, we stayed in and watched A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood, about Mr. Rogers, and it just about wrecked me. I went one step further and also read the Esquire article, “Can You Say… Hero?” by Tom Junod, on which the movie was based. The movie made a lot more sense after reading the Junod piece, but it still left a lot of food for thought and was nothing like what we expected.
Friends! I joined a book club in my neighborhood! Sure, I don’t know any of the other people involved, and they are having a bit of difficulty setting a first meeting date, but I joined! I even offered to host if they need it one week! Our selection is Such A Fun Age, by Kiley Reid, and so far, it’s really powerful.
Another bright spot is that we’ve decided on a summer vacation and I am over the moon about it. The details aren’t all finalized yet, but it’s in the mountains with friends and I am so looking forward to it. Our travel was so restricted by my accident, and I know our whole family will benefit from a good trip.
Everything else is moving along. I’m driving and keeping on track. I’ve got myself set in some good systems. It will be ok.
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How was your week in training?
Any big goals on your horizon? I would love to hear about them!