My therapist is off next week for her holidays. This may be a good thing. I may be able to press the replacement to move forward on some stuff so I can progress further. 

Rather than do one circuit of the room with the walker I broke it up into five walking attempts to get more practice in. I needed some practice on getting up from a sitting position to standing up using the walker. Anyway, add all the distance together and it came to two hundred twenty-nine feet. I am a little miffed that there is no physio on the weekend. On the other hand my body could probably use the rest.

Dale Redekopp strikes again with another contribution.

My regular physiotherapist has been ill and not at work for Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday of this week. I am grateful that she was off sick as the guy who took her place yesterday let me take the walker and I just kept walking until I made a complete circuit of the physiotherapy room. My regular therapist is cautious and has been slowly easing me into things so I think she would not have let me do that. To be fair, she is wonderful to work with and I was very badly hurt so I understand the caution. Today she was back at work and I duplicated yesterday’s feat for her by walking a little over one hundred fifteen feet.

It is either my imagination or I feel like I am getting stronger. In the not too recent past after a round of physiotherapy I felt like I would lose a fight to a kitten. I had no energy. I have more stamina now.

I will admit to being a bit scared, maybe that is not the word, perhaps apprehensive is better. Or something that is a mix of the two. Trying the two-wheeled walker was major. I could fail badly. People might laugh at me. Then I got mad at myself. If I failed someone would be there to help me dust myself off and try again. I told myself I cannot be the one holding myself back. Anger can be a great motivator. I can deal with the pain, I am learning to deal with the fear.

I will not miss having my blood taken every Monday. I do not know why this irritates me but it does. With I have been through this should not bother me as much as it does. I have complained to the nurses and the  doctor. The weekly taking of my blood will continue. I will also not miss the nightly injections of blood thinner in my stomach. I have literally been jabbed well over one hundred times during my hospital stay.

Thank you to all with your encouraging thoughts and prayers. It truly means a lot.

Yesterday I did about thirty uninterrupted feet in the two wheel walker. Today I did one hundred fifteen feet. I just might recover.

Used a walker for the first time today and managed about thirty feet.

Progress!