Wednesday, June 20, 2012
A roll of the eyes.
A tap of the foot.
An exasperated sigh.
A frustrated look.
Monday my physical therapist told me she was going to write that I am impatient in my chart.
I have not rolled my eyes or tapped my foot. Okay, I may have given an exasperated sigh and a frustrated look a time or two, but I think overall I have been very patient.
Have I been as patient as Smokey who is sitting quietly beneath the flowers waiting for his breakfast?
Or have I been more like Chrystal who paces back and forth anticipating the food?
I guess I have been a little more like Crystal. I sort of fell for some of the online hype about people who were dancing a jig two weeks after their knee replacement. My therapist just laughed at that. She said they failed to tell you they were holding on to their walkers and wincing with pain.
She also said I was doing amazingly well. I'll take that little pat on the back, thank you very much.
I am happy to be getting some things done. My van got a nice bath at the car wash yesterday, and I dropped my laptop off at the computer repair shop today.
I'm also enjoying some relaxing time reading and sitting in the garden in the mornings before it gets too hot.
I may be impatient, but I'm not stupid. I don't plan on doing anything to hurt my recovery. I have a new granddaughter coming sometime in the next four weeks. I plan on being in tip top shape to head down to Atlanta to welcome her to the world.