I'm Pathetic

Ugh, I feel so pathetic....I cried in physical therapy today. And I don't just mean a sniffle and a few tears, I mean full out hyperventilating water works. And, the best part....I work with all these people. Going into this surgery, I knew the recovery would be rough, but I didn't know it would be this rough. Case in point: I now use a crutch!

So, I went back to work on Monday and didn't use any type of assistive device; I just limped around. After work I went home and ended up falling in my house. Monday night was murder and I could barely get out of bed. So, I busted out the Pimp Cane.

I used the Pimp Cane for about half the day on Tuesday until another physical therapist offered to let me use a much cooler cane. Now, if your going to have to use a cane, it might as well be a cool one! So, out came the leopard print soft cane (pardon the picture...it doesn't do it justice!).

Well, I woke up Wednesday morning and reached for the leopard print cane and immediately dropped it....my hand hurt so bad! I actually bruised the palm of my hand putting all of my weight on the wooden handle of the pimp cane. And, to top it off, because I was using mostly my left leg to walk, I strained my calf muscle as well! I am just falling apart....

So, in physical therapy this afternoon, my physical therapist basically told me I really needed to be at home. Well, that's not happening. So, as a compromise, she issued me a forearm crutch. And boy, using it takes a lot of brain power!

Unfortunately, mine is not lime green. It is yellow and teal. We'll see what the consensus is at work tomorrow. Strangely, I've been getting called House lately....

Ok, enough venting for now. Thanks for all the support!