Friday, April 3rd
I limp, and I gained 20 lbs while I was not allowed to move for four months, but I feel like I have a new lease on life. I'm making up for lost time with my wife and kids, and as soon as work slows down a little, and I actually catch up, I'll do even more.
My therapist seems to be trying to kill me, but I HAVE lost 10 lbs, so it's all good. I'll have to photograph the scar... hope it's the best scar I ever have. :D
The part over the original wound keeps rescabbing - I think it's still building/thickening the skin there. The therapist massages it and ultrasounds it to try to get it to release from the tendon. There's one spot we think probably won't ever let go, but at least I can walk.
I'm happy.
Someday I'm hoping God will show me why this all happened.
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