Recovery...is hard
I never would have thought recovery would be so hard. My incision has healed, but the strength is taking it’s sweet time. 😠I finally got back to physical and recreational therapy, which is literally kicking my tush. It still amazes me how quickly you can lose muscle if you don’t use it. My walking muscles have been lost. I felt really bad for my new physical therapist. I’m sure after our first few visits she wasn’t sure I had ever been able to walk more than 20 feet. We did some bed mobility, which answered my question from the last post, I CAN’T ROLL OVER. Sigh. I was able to move from my back to each side before surgery and now I can’t. I almost cried at physical therapy because of that. Wouldn’t be the first time. So after a few weeks of having ‘poor me’ moments I got pulled out of that funk by some worship music. If you knew me before you are not surprised that music does that for me. I understand some of the lyrics on a much deeper level now. It was a few weeks of bus...