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My physio therapy appointment came, and two hours later, went. Those that joined in prayer, thanks, I needed it. There was good news, and there was bad news; in the end, I think it's all a matter of perspective, so I'm looking at the positives.
My PT told me that I am about 50% recovered. To me, that's bad news. I had hoped to be much further along by this point. It's also good news because it means that day where I thought I re-injured myself catching Isabella didn't hurt anything!
The better news was that I can now finally start doing the things necessary to strengthen the leg. Nothing exciting, but I can ride a bike (isn't that what got me into this mess in the first place?), do leg presses at a whole 20 pounds and some time on the stair climbers. That all screams that my recovery is moving ahead quickly and I'm stoked.
By the time Melissa and Izzy get home next Friday, I will be almost as good as new!