Although I wasn't incredibly busy yesterday, I was very tired today. Maybe it was from when I went to the DMV and got my perma-handi pass finally. I'm not sure why, but I was tired looooooong before I went to PT today even. Kip and Melissa's kids must've worn me out. Even though it was Brandon who was doing all the baby tossing activities.
Physical therapy in the water today. The knee hasn't caught once today (so far) AND I got to do squats in the pool!!!!!! They didn't hurt, but I could definitely feel the burn in my quads and it felt FANTASTIC!! I crutched to and from PT and it was quite a work out.
I had a dinner date tonight and had amazing convo's with some peeps I hadn't seen in a while and miss hanging out with. Once I got home Brandon and I headed over to Golden Bear. Brandon got in and I handed the door guy my ID. He said I couldn't go in. What. The. Heck. I was JUST at the DMV...why didn't they tell me my ish was expired?!?!?! Oops!!! Looks like I gotta go back again. Luckily I've got crutches that make my DMV visits extremely speedy. Oh yeah...and up front parking. Life rulezzzz.
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10.02.2009
9.24.2009
Little miss "run home to her daddy"
Ran home. To her daddy.
I finally went to the new gym at work. The place is crazy nice with tv's at every machine and a big screen too. I hopped on the stationary bike and rode for 30 minutes and just over 2 miles with zero resistance. I went to physical therapy today and got to do "pool time." I was in the pool just under an hour and did a multitude of exercises INCLUDING walking! The pool was 4 feet deep, so I was only doing about 20 or 30 percent weight bearing, but it still felt fantastic to go through the motion of walking and taking steps. My PT also scheduled me for 2 days of pool next week, which is 2 times better than the 1 I'm getting this week.
I porch sat tonight. Brandon hung out for a bit. Once B left it was just Jill and I. It was strange being up there without 28934759420 people, but it was nice. We had time for "girl talk" and did what girls do? I think. I don't really know...I can't remember the last time I hung out with girls who weren't tomboys.
I've been spending a LOT of time on the interwebzz and today I re-visited moo.com. They make postcards, minicards (which really are rather small and I use mine as bookmarks), business cards and greeting cards. All of these...are completely customizable. My favorite part: you want 100 business cards, but you don't want them all to be the same? You can design 100 DIFFERENT business cards and the price is the same.
In other news, my friend Nick is headed to Italy tomorrow and I'm insanely jealous. Yes. Insanely jealous. I would LOVE to galavant around a foreign country. Well, right now I'd just like to galavant around. A different country is an added bonus at this point. I want to eat my way through several countries and am trying to figure out where to go next year. I need to get out of the country. And by out of the country I mean off this continent. Due to my fantastic schedule I have already thought about a few places I want to throw money at. One of the US places I want to hit up is the Barber Vintage Motorsports Museum in Birmingham, Alabama. Random destination, I know...but they have anywhere between 600-1200 motorcycles ON display and there's a shuttle that takes you from the airport TO the museum and a hotel near by. Other than the fact that it's in Alabama and I can't really think of anything else good there.
Next year should be amazing. Hopefully I'll be back to my jet-set, sleeping on planes, never being home lifestyle.
I finally went to the new gym at work. The place is crazy nice with tv's at every machine and a big screen too. I hopped on the stationary bike and rode for 30 minutes and just over 2 miles with zero resistance. I went to physical therapy today and got to do "pool time." I was in the pool just under an hour and did a multitude of exercises INCLUDING walking! The pool was 4 feet deep, so I was only doing about 20 or 30 percent weight bearing, but it still felt fantastic to go through the motion of walking and taking steps. My PT also scheduled me for 2 days of pool next week, which is 2 times better than the 1 I'm getting this week.
I porch sat tonight. Brandon hung out for a bit. Once B left it was just Jill and I. It was strange being up there without 28934759420 people, but it was nice. We had time for "girl talk" and did what girls do? I think. I don't really know...I can't remember the last time I hung out with girls who weren't tomboys.
I've been spending a LOT of time on the interwebzz and today I re-visited moo.com. They make postcards, minicards (which really are rather small and I use mine as bookmarks), business cards and greeting cards. All of these...are completely customizable. My favorite part: you want 100 business cards, but you don't want them all to be the same? You can design 100 DIFFERENT business cards and the price is the same.
In other news, my friend Nick is headed to Italy tomorrow and I'm insanely jealous. Yes. Insanely jealous. I would LOVE to galavant around a foreign country. Well, right now I'd just like to galavant around. A different country is an added bonus at this point. I want to eat my way through several countries and am trying to figure out where to go next year. I need to get out of the country. And by out of the country I mean off this continent. Due to my fantastic schedule I have already thought about a few places I want to throw money at. One of the US places I want to hit up is the Barber Vintage Motorsports Museum in Birmingham, Alabama. Random destination, I know...but they have anywhere between 600-1200 motorcycles ON display and there's a shuttle that takes you from the airport TO the museum and a hotel near by. Other than the fact that it's in Alabama and I can't really think of anything else good there.
Next year should be amazing. Hopefully I'll be back to my jet-set, sleeping on planes, never being home lifestyle.
9.15.2009
First day of therapy
Physical therapy, that is. I crutched the 2 1/2 blocks to the hospital where the physical therapy office is. Once I got there I decided it was a bad idea and even though it wasn't very far, I should get a ride home. My shoulders were/are extremely sore from all the walking/crutching this past weekend and even though it's not a far walk home, it's definitely a lengthy crutch.
My physical therapist (PT) wasn't bad. She's a younger lady and tried really hard to make stimulating conversation. Our communication was awkward and forced, but she tried her best. It's difficult to entertain while getting your atrophied quadricep knead like it were a loaf of sourdough. I got on the stationary bicycle with zero resistance for 10 minutes. It felt good. Very good. It was some of the first "exercise" I've gotten in a long time. My PT gave me 7 exercises to do, along with 2 elastic tension bands (basically wide rubber bands) to work out with at home. I also get to start some pool exercises next week. When she measured my flexion, I was at 128 degrees (which is 6 more than last week).
I originally asked Brandon to pick me up from the doctor's office and he said he would whenever I was ready. Alissa messaged me while I was at the hospital still and asked if I wanted a Bliss from Temple. Who am I to deny goodness? I told Alissa I would LOVE to go and asked if she could pick me up instead of Brandon. I make it to the front of the hospital and who's waiting for me? Brandon. On his motorcycle. With only one seat and no crutch holder. So what do I do? I did what ANY girl in my position would do.
I HOLLER!!! I was like..."Yo baby, let me get a ride home on that thing." Brandon and I both laughed and Alissa pulled in soon after and the three of us hit up the local delicious coffee spot, Temple II.
I made it out to my aunt & uncle's for family dinner and was given a few gifts for my birthday (since it was the first time I'd been able to see a few of my family members). We had scrumptious Sloughhouse corn and chocolate cake. It was a dream and thinking about it now makes my mouth water.
My physical therapist (PT) wasn't bad. She's a younger lady and tried really hard to make stimulating conversation. Our communication was awkward and forced, but she tried her best. It's difficult to entertain while getting your atrophied quadricep knead like it were a loaf of sourdough. I got on the stationary bicycle with zero resistance for 10 minutes. It felt good. Very good. It was some of the first "exercise" I've gotten in a long time. My PT gave me 7 exercises to do, along with 2 elastic tension bands (basically wide rubber bands) to work out with at home. I also get to start some pool exercises next week. When she measured my flexion, I was at 128 degrees (which is 6 more than last week).
I originally asked Brandon to pick me up from the doctor's office and he said he would whenever I was ready. Alissa messaged me while I was at the hospital still and asked if I wanted a Bliss from Temple. Who am I to deny goodness? I told Alissa I would LOVE to go and asked if she could pick me up instead of Brandon. I make it to the front of the hospital and who's waiting for me? Brandon. On his motorcycle. With only one seat and no crutch holder. So what do I do? I did what ANY girl in my position would do.
I HOLLER!!! I was like..."Yo baby, let me get a ride home on that thing." Brandon and I both laughed and Alissa pulled in soon after and the three of us hit up the local delicious coffee spot, Temple II.
I made it out to my aunt & uncle's for family dinner and was given a few gifts for my birthday (since it was the first time I'd been able to see a few of my family members). We had scrumptious Sloughhouse corn and chocolate cake. It was a dream and thinking about it now makes my mouth water.
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