Today marks the anniversary of my second knee surgery. Exactly two weeks ago I was still in the post surgery lala land.
Where am I today?
After a busy weekend where I did perhaps too much, my knee and whole leg were hurting. It seems silly to complain about it when what I did wasn't even that hard. Cleaning a house, putting things away, running laundry and errands have been done until my knee accident without giving it a second thought. Now every movement is more challenging or at least painful. I hate it!
I had physical therapy yesterday and the good news is that I have reached again 125 degrees flexion. I'm sure I had reached it sometime during the week. My PT was encouraging. He keeps telling me that there is way inside the knee and that I will be able week after week to retrieve my full mobility.
The major difference between this post surgery therapy and the post ACL reconstruction therapy is that my PT is less willing to push me too hard. I returned to leg press with only two pounds compared to 6. I haven't biked yet although I know I could do it. The concern is to keep the knee safe so the inflammation and building of scar tissue doesn't occur. It's a tricky balance between keeping the knee moving without forcing too much.
My next two sessions will be with another therapist since mine is taking a week off. It will be interesting to have another feedback.
I am torn between hope and defeat. After my experience it is hard to fully trust my body and the professionals and sometimes I see myself stuck with a bad knee for the rest of my life.
But then I peek at the mountains showing off their beauty behind the insolent Californian perfect blue sky and I know I have to go there again.
So I do another series of knee dangles and leg slides.
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