Every time I go into the Physical Therapist, he rubs, (massages? I don’t know what you call it) right around the incision sites on my leg. Now this isn’t the kind of massage you want to pay for, but I do. It hurts. He uses his thumb and fingers and palm and it always leaves me very sore. In once case it left me black and blue! But a day after that, I can walk better! 🙂 Not this time. I was on my side and he was using his thumb on the screw incisions near my knee cap, and was rubbing so hard, I could feel it in the other leg! This was Friday, and now it’s Sunday and I’m still very sore! And it hurts to walk. 😦
I wish that I would heal better.
But I am doing my exercises, and going without my crutch or cane. This morning, I was playing in front of the congregation for both services and having to limp over to the part of the dais so I wouldn’t blow out the preacher’s ear drums with my horn. The limp is quite noticeable. Everyone was asking me how I was. “Are you ok?” “Did you hurt your foot this morning?” “Is this weather hard on your knees?” They weren’t commenting on the music. My limping was a distraction for them.
It was fun though! I played my 1903 Lyon and Healy Cornet, and my dad’s piccolo trumpet on “Jesus Christ is Risen Today” with a descant, “He lives,” the Choir piece “On the Third Day,” and finally “Up from the Grave he Arose” with a descant. I got to blow the doors off on the 2nd service since there were so many people! *Giggles*
I had roast lamb, garlic potatoes (small portion) with fresh chives, steamed carrots, and Charoset, a dried fruit dish with walnuts and almonds traditionally used on Passover. Yum!
Measureable progress 