Now, despite having this new sense of freedom, I am still struggling with my flexion. Yesterday I was up to 70 degrees, ten degrees more than the previous week. I'm mad at my PT for telling me I would be at 90 within the first week of therapy (3 weeks ago). Now everything I do below 90 seems below par. I'm too competitive to hear that! It's the most discouraging thing to hear I'm not as far as I should be. Everyday I push myself to the brink of tears trying to improve and continue to be disappointed. I have a follow-up with my surgeon tomorrow and I am worried he's not going to have anything good to say to me. He never seemed too happy with my progress pre-op and that seemed like a cake walk compared to this. My PT reminded me that even though I want to be above and beyond, the important thing is that I am making improvements every week and I'm within the parameters the surgeon set for me. So in reality, I need to suck it up, put on my big girl panties and keep working hard.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Big Girl Panties
So yesterday at my physical therapy appointment, I was warming up on the bike when my therapist asked me why I still had my crutches. "Umm, because I can't walk yet" was my snarky, though accurate response. Well, apparently at 4 weeks post-op I am full weight bearing. I had it in my mind I had another 2 weeks, so this was awesome news! So, now I'm able to walk with only one crutch and it feels amazing. Just being able to crutch with one arm and carry something with the other is a huge relief. I was sick of shoving things into the waist band of my pants or carrying my jacket with my teeth.
Now, despite having this new sense of freedom, I am still struggling with my flexion. Yesterday I was up to 70 degrees, ten degrees more than the previous week. I'm mad at my PT for telling me I would be at 90 within the first week of therapy (3 weeks ago). Now everything I do below 90 seems below par. I'm too competitive to hear that! It's the most discouraging thing to hear I'm not as far as I should be. Everyday I push myself to the brink of tears trying to improve and continue to be disappointed. I have a follow-up with my surgeon tomorrow and I am worried he's not going to have anything good to say to me. He never seemed too happy with my progress pre-op and that seemed like a cake walk compared to this. My PT reminded me that even though I want to be above and beyond, the important thing is that I am making improvements every week and I'm within the parameters the surgeon set for me. So in reality, I need to suck it up, put on my big girl panties and keep working hard.
Now, despite having this new sense of freedom, I am still struggling with my flexion. Yesterday I was up to 70 degrees, ten degrees more than the previous week. I'm mad at my PT for telling me I would be at 90 within the first week of therapy (3 weeks ago). Now everything I do below 90 seems below par. I'm too competitive to hear that! It's the most discouraging thing to hear I'm not as far as I should be. Everyday I push myself to the brink of tears trying to improve and continue to be disappointed. I have a follow-up with my surgeon tomorrow and I am worried he's not going to have anything good to say to me. He never seemed too happy with my progress pre-op and that seemed like a cake walk compared to this. My PT reminded me that even though I want to be above and beyond, the important thing is that I am making improvements every week and I'm within the parameters the surgeon set for me. So in reality, I need to suck it up, put on my big girl panties and keep working hard.
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