PT, as in physical therapy, has started for me...finally! Really, unless you've been through something like that yourself, there really is no describing it. I literally am learning to walk again. And since I've been walking since I was 7 months old this is a very odd process. Yesterday was my second therapy session and it took every once of energy I had to concentrate on balancing my walking in a straight line, without falling of course. That exercise was to focus on the fine muscle movement of my heel. And then my therapist had me work on weight bearing exercises so that the right side of my body would stop over compensating for my lack of mobility on my left side. It was so weird to have to concentrate on not letting my left heel move and making sure that I got my weight evenly distributed. There are so many things about our bodies that we take for granted everyday, I know I did before this summer. In case anyone has been counting I'm at month 3.5 in this odyssey. I'm hoping that by Christmas, or New Years, that I'll be able to get back on the elliptical machine for some real exercise.
Through this all my friends have been very accommodating and encouraging to me. I'm still using my friends car, which may change soon. At least until I use it again to drive to CA for Christmas. Yeah, that's going to be so great! And then my Secret Prayer Sister this past month totally surprised & spoiled me this month as well. Things are looking up and every day I am thankful for what I have, even if it takes me a little while to think about what it is that I am blessed with. I know that the Lord does all things well...Psalm 139.