Slow. That is the word of the week. Last week I went to my PT and he was impressed with my progress in getting off the crutches, but he thought my range of motion could have been a bit better by that time. This week I’ve been working my rear off to get it going. SLOW. I don’t like that word.

I’ve been doing two or three times more of the work/excercises than I was instructed in attempt to see some sort of significant change. I guess that’s pretty stupid to hope for since nothing has really gone all that quickly so far. By the end of every day it seems like I’ve got a decent amount more movement than I did in the morning, but then by the time I go to sleep and wake up the AT stiffens up again and whatever progress I made seems lost. SLOW.

When I do think back to 5 days ago then I can see that my range of motion is a bit farther, but when I look at yesterday it seems like nothing. This is the kind of slowness I mean, the changes are very minor between days but they add up. New word: Patience. I could also use “commitment” or “focus”. I’m working towards playing volleyball again in the late summer (which I’ve been told is a good goal to work towards) so I don’t have time to get lazy and not do my rehab. It’s hard when it feels like nothing’s changing!

Watching my team lose 15-11 in the fifth set of the gold medal match was another frustrating day. It’s so difficult to sit and watch but at the same time I feel obligated to go support my team. It’s my own choice to continue spending my regular 5 days a week at my volleyball practices and games watching instead of playing and I think I will continue to do so for the rest of the season. I think in the end when I’m back on the court I’ll be glad that I stuck it out.

I have started using the stationary bike at a regular speed now. I just plant my heel rather than my toe on the pedal and it doesn’t affect the AT at all. It feels amazing to get some exercise! I haven’t actually tried putting a shoe on that foot while biking yet, only socks so far. I’m supposed to walk around the house in running shoes at this point which is suprisingly much more comfortable than I imagined it would be. The only sore part is just that the back of the shoe puts pressure on the AT which is still somewhat sensitive to the touch,  but it’s getting better… Slowly.

Anyway, I’m sure I’ll get out of this feeling of molasses sooner or later so I may as well just keep putting up with it. I feel more energetic than I have in the last few weeks probably due to the fact that I’m now mobile. At least that helps with staying focused on staying on track and not getting lazy. I’m sure I’m just at a little dip in the road this week, if my grandma were still around she’d tell me to just quit my whining and get over it : )