May 24, 2014
Today, woke up alone. My leg feels significantly better than the day before. Missed my ice-cast and pain pill schedule of 8am by 3 hours. Felt fine missing them. Decided to take one percoset as opposed to two, along with an extra strength Tylenol. Went to PT yesterday. Youngs was surprised that I was able to not only 'fire' my hamstring, but could contract it well enough that I could lift it while both laying down and sitting up. It reminds me of the scene in Kill Bill where Uma Thurmon wakes up from a coma and is saying to her body, "Wiggle that toe." Also, I could bend my leg up to about 85 degrees. I guess a lot of people can only get it about 10 right after the surgery. It turns out my meniscus tear healed on its own. They had been telling me they are almost always never repairable, particularly the area I tore mine. Not only that, they said by removing it or fixing it, I would require 6 weeks of crutches. So, I guess there was another plus to delaying the surgery. I am so glad I did. There would have been no way I could have kept up with or even gotten to school. I have this neat ice-cast. It;s pretty much like a brace that hold's a camelback. There are hoses going in and out of it that circulate ice-cold water from a cooler. Since it moves it around at about 40 degrees, it can be left on all day. Feels quite nice. My leg isn't nearly as swollen as the reinjury in February. I can walk, am actually encouraged to... but my knee pops a little bit and is unsteady. I have to do a lot of leg lifts for PT. It is painful. That and stretching really bum me out. When they say something like, "Fire your hamstring 1000 times a day", you feel a little bit of pressure. I know I can get adipose scar tissue if I do not get with it. So, pain it is. No one has come to visit me since my surgery. Doesn't feel too great being alone (other than my mother the day of and after).
Finished a great deal of things on my to-do list. Unfortunately, was finishing the final parts of my table on the 21st when my drill unexpectedly died. So, I have a half-built workbench outside right now. Not too pleased about that. My front porch has all my plants on it. Some of them, in small containers that need bi-daily watering. Anyway, feeling kind of sleepy and like taking a rest. Thanks for the opportunity to express myself, Oh, and I still think about Brittney daily. Part of me is starting to doubt she's doing the same for me.