My physical therapist should be here in 10 minutes, so my lovely morning is about over (no offense to physical therapists). This has definitely been the best day at home so far, and why is that? I only took one Percocet about 11:00 P.M. last night and, consequently, felt quite good this morning. So yes, I think it is the Percocet that has been causing trouble for me!
We both woke up about 8:00 and both had a bowl of cereal (still no coffee for me). I took two regular Tylenol after breakfast and then we each had a nice 30-40 minutes to check email, read the paper, etc. before starting my morning exercises. Stan really pushed me, and I have to say it hurt, but not having nausea made it much easier to get through all the exercises.
At the end of my exercises, I walked around inside the house several times, then took a very thorough sponge bath while standing at the kitchen sink, got dressed, put a cold gel pac on my knee, and collapsed onto the couch. Stan meanwhile got dressed, and we waited for our son and granddaughters to arrive.
Once they arrived, our son took his computer downstairs to work while Stan took the granddaughters to the pool, and I took a nap! The nice morning is now over, everyone has gone home, we've had lunch, and we're waiting for the physical therapist. I somehow have the feeling that the afternoon won't be quite as nice as the morning.
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