I didn’t want to jump the gun and celebrate early, but as we approach Friday evening, I have now gone without a cane or crutch for the entire week!
I probably could have ditched it slightly earlier, especially if it weren’t for those dastardly subway stars. Now, however, I’ve reached the point that a gentle lean on a rail is enough to stabilize even a rush-hour-paced ascent.
Last weekend I went to a dance party for many hours without feeling an ounce of pain. My sidewalk speed is probably at 90%. My stationary bike resistance level is also approaching 90%. Simply put- life’s basics are no longer out of reach.
Next week at PT I hope to start doing some work that’ll put me on a path to jumping again. Unfortunately, the clock is ticking in at least one respect: my insurance company just sent me a letter that I only have four covered sessions left. I’m sure once I get my surgeon involve we can boost that number, but insurance may well be a battle going forward.