I was so excited for today's PT session. I was finally moving on, moving onto the next phase of my therapy. And what happens? The therapist had me move my arm all the way up over my head and do one new rotator cuff exercise. Ugh! I've been doing this for over a week on my own, everyday.
I so want to make some progress, do more, feel like I'm getting somewhere. But no, we need to take it slow. I'm pulling my hair out. In the meantime, I'm going to the gym each day, twice today, taking spinning classes, and losing weight. The 32 pound baby is not a problem anymore. When do I get to be me again?
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