The whole physical therapy for my knee was a giant waste of an hour. I am at full range with bending my leg and since I'm not doing the can-can anytime soon, what they had me do is pretty much what I was doing for myself at home. The therapist said I could just do the exercises at home and really didn't need to come in. Sounds good to me. Wasting two hours every week for nothing is not on my list. It has been two months since my surgery and way past the time of therapy. I've not used a cane for weeks and although it bothers me if I sit with my leg bent to long, it is still healing and swollen so that is to be expected.
Veteran man drove me to my appointment at therapy yesterday. He was a little distant in his demeanor. I think he was a little miffed because I told him I didn't want him to come over after his meeting the other night. Enough is enough as I had seen him almost three days in a row. I don't want him to get the wrong idea or lead him on. He offered to take me to my appointments and I asked him again yesterday if he woud rather not do it and to please tell me if he wants to stop. He said no he was fine with taking me. Hmmm.
Dez is really sick. In his wisdom and road running he never got a flu shot or pneumonia shot this year. He told me he was going to get the flu shot when he went to Texas but obviously that didn't happen. Now he has a terrible cough, chest congestion, which he is getting a chest x ray for today, and feels horrible. He's been sick for almost two weeks. I thought about taking him by the hand last year, to the drug store or walk-in and having him get a shot. This Fall I will do that since he can't seem to schedule the time to take care of himself.
I hate to sound like a broken record but I'm off to do those damn center pieces again. I may be doing them until the end of the year. The first banquet is for forty two and the second will be for over thirty. Must learn to say no.
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