Tomorrow, Wednesday, will be a big day for me. I'll go for my two-week follow-up appointment with my surgeon. As I said yesterday, I'm moderately satisfied with my 90 flexion and, after my morning exercises, Stan vowed and declared that he thought I was approaching 95 or 100, so any of those numbers would be fine. I'm still working on the extension and am very anxious about not "measuring up" to my surgeon's expectations. But we shall see tomorrow what the professional assessment is.
It was another gloomy day today, so although Stan got out a couple of times to go to the grocery and to get Subway sandwiches for dinner, I was a (regrettable) couch potato. I did do my exercises fully this morning and partially this afternoon, so I'm not totally ashamed of myself. In between exercising, however, all I did was read and nap--not much to write home about. To tell the truth, I felt a bit woozy all day for no discernible reason, but it made me not want to do much. I couldn't even eat all my half sandwich from Subway. Just not feeling up to par today.
The only other "activity" was to do a lot of online car shopping, culminating in a flurry of emails with the nice man at the Ford dealership who sold us our previous cars. I just can't stop thinking about getting a new Ford Flex, but we shall see what comes of that! Obviously nothing tomorrow will happen other than going to the doctor, but who knows what might happen on Thursday? Stay tuned!
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