I had PT scheduled for 3:30 this afternoon. It turns out that the PT center is about a mile from my house. I was running a bit early, so I asked my friend driving me if he could swing by my house real quick. When I got home, I dropped off some work stuff and hobbled into my room to grab my right shoe. I remember reading somebody’s blog 6-8 weeks ago when they said, “my doctor said if I had brought my shoe, I could have walked out in it.” I was determined to be prepared even if I wasn’t ready to go into 2 shoes.
Well, as soon as my physical therapist saw me walk in, he said that gauging my walk it was time to try a shoe. So, yes, sure enough, I’m now out of the boot and into two shoes! (I have to say, as much as I hated being in a cast and enjoyed being able to take my boot off, I think I actually was less comfortable in that darn boot than I was in the cast. Good riddance!)
Just as I was when I first went to FWB, I’m a bit nervous/tentative while walking in 2 shoes. At the same time, I’m excited to take another step (literally and figuratively) in my recovery towards “normal” life. Unfortunately, I’m still 1-2 weeks away from being able to drive. I don’t have the strength for breaking hard, and drive in just enough traffic that I figure it isn’t worth taking the chance.
I went through a pretty good workout today at PT including leg presses (work on my weakend quad), toe presses, 1 minute timed stands on my bad leg while balancing on the nearby table as necessary, and a series of other exercises. Needless to say, the ice and “stim” at the end of my session felt great. I think me and my achilles will rest well tonight.
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