Floating is bliss.
Swam today for the first time since July 12.
Felt amazing to be in the water, after months of lame showers sitting on a chair.
Did about 10 laps, but just arms, as I was surprised how much kicking hurt my achilles. I have made so much progress in PT, I was on a real high. But kicking was just too much, and I was warned that there is a certain pain in another tendon running up the outside of the leg above the ankle bone, that I was NOT supposed to “push through”, so I used one of those floaty things to hold up my legs and just dragged my ass through the water with my arms. Man, it felt good. Breathe, pull, pull, pull, breathe, pull. Plus, I got to hang out with the family at the pool, and see my kids swimming like fish (little D could barely get his head under water the last time we were at the pool!)
But the BEST part was the hot tub. @#$%&*! That was bliss. Pure bliss.
Getting in was pretty easy, getting out, too. My upper body is stronger than I thought, even though I mostly used the scooter, not crutches. Only really awkward moment was trying to stand up with one leg from a seated position on the ground by the pool, with nothing to use for leverage. Graceful? NOT! Worth it? YES!
Didn’t realize how hard I had worked until I got home a few minutes ago. No pain, if your pain threshold is high, but almost unbearable stiffness…but still worth it. Nothing a little ice can’t cure.
Can’t wait until next week. Pour me another one. Cheers.
