This time yesterday, I was sitting in my chair, feeling like I had a boulder on my lap. I was weary of making the effort to move, and decided I wouldn't. I'd just sit here, wishing I didn't have the weight of the world sitting on me.
A little poem started to form, so I went with it. Not great poetry, but as I wended my way through, and shed a few pity tears, I found that I was able to get up and go about the rest of my day. I got on the stationary bike, did the other exercises, iced my knee several times, checked out a few blogs, enjoyed a long phone conversation with my oldest daughter, read, and watched "Julie & Julia" with my youngest daughter. Really, a pretty full day for a person who can't do much except sit around with her knee raised!
Later in the afternoon at physical therapy, Mindy met me with a profuse apology, as between us, we had pushed me a little too hard and I'd had a setback. (I'm back using the walker instead of the cane.) I appreciated her words, as I had been a wee bit fearful that she would expect me to do some of the weight bearing exercises that had caused me extra stress, but I also assured her it was my going overboard with the new exercises that probably did the worst damage. I just can't seem to leave well enough alone, as I want to be healed and hiking again, yesterday!
I was actually feeling pretty good, if you didn't count the pain I felt whenever I bent or straightened my knee!
After we returned from PT my husband went out to check the garden. Over the years, our garden has morphed from two small raised beds into an "L" shape, that takes up most of the backyard, easily a couple hundred square feet, probably more. He has strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, garlic, onions, carrots, beans, tomatoes and peppers. Because he loves me, he also plants several varieties of squash and cucumbers, (which he refuses to try) and mini pumpkins (which I always give my students in October). He also is a beekeeper, so we have a few hive boxes on one side of the garden as well.
I haven't been out to look at the garden for nearly four weeks. To be honest, I'd almost forgotten about it. The weather has been pretty crummy around here and while we've had strawberries and raspberries for awhile now, and the blueberries are just now getting ripe, I didn't even think about the veggies.
He brought me a perfect little zucchini, just the size I like for stir-fry, and I was so excited! He said, "There's a patty pan out there too. Do you want it?"
In comes a sweet little patty pan, again, just perfect for dinner, and he says, "There's a couple crook neck. I suppose you want those too?"
"Well, if they're the right size, Yes!"
YUM! Even though it ended up being a bit longer than I'd like for standing, I gleefully chopped and stir fried my bounty from the garden, and loved every bite. A good friend had brought me a vegetarian lasagna on Monday, so I had a lovely meal and it boosted my spirits considerably.
I've been counting my bountiful blessings . . . family, friends, produce in my backyard, and a knee that definitely feels better today than yesterday. It was thrilling to walk down the hall with minimal pain this morning, and while some exercises still cause me to wince, I finally believe I am truly on the road to recovery.
Wow! It's good to feel grateful today!