Physical therapy and mobility updates

Apparently Tony has a one-track mind.

On Monday, I had a physical therapy follow up. I've slowly been adding exercises from the approved list of things I was given, only to the point of light stretch, and trying very hard to not overdo it. I mentioned previously that I thought that my rig and my pullup bar were temptations but I recently realized that it wasn't until a couple of days ago that I could even reach the pullup bar! I still can't quite wrap my hands around it, but the fact that I have that much overhead mobility/range of motion so soon post-op is mind boggling to me.

My PT and I reviewed what I'd been doing and what my current mobility looked like. She was also blown away by my progress. She'd never seen anyone bounce back as quickly as I have. I don't know if this is a testament to my surgeon, to my body, to my PT and the work she gave me pre-op that I made my damn job...what. I imagine it's a combination, but it makes me even more glad that I opted for the surgery that I did when I did.

We added a few more exercises that are guaranteed to make me more sore (and they deliver on that guarantee) but will start stretching my pectorals which is exciting. They feel so tight and I still can't sit at a desk all day and work, which is driving me nuts, even if it is to be expected. I am tired of not getting things done. The surgical glue is also starting to come up and flake off as it ages and my mobility increases, but the combination of glue and movement is uncomfortable. PT reminded me to stay ahead of the pain and ice and Tylenol have been reintroduced, even if the pain remains shockingly manageable.

Daily walks are getting a little longer most days but daily naps are not getting shorter. Grocery shopping is out for the moment so I placed an order and went to pick it up. The 15-min drive each way plus standing for the 10 minutes it took for them to bring it out wiped me out. Stephen was on hand to load since I still can't lift, and then he got his steps in unloading the car while I emptied the bags. Pretty sure that was the end of the day for me.

Still, I remind myself that I am not even 3 weeks post-op, and while I can't do everything I want to do, I never dreamed I would be doing as well as I am.