For the past five weeks, it's been all about me. The food had to suit me, the temperature had to suit me, the activities and visitors had to suit me. Today, however, it was all about Stan because tomorrow is election day. He has the alarm set for 3:30 a.m. tomorrow morning. He'll leave at 4:30 and drive to a nearby school and at 5:00 all his helpers should have arrived and all the equipment should be ready to put in place. The doors open at 6:00 a.m. and they are expecting quite a respectable turnout so he wants everything to be ship-shape and in good working order for the first voters of the morning. He's already in bed at 7:30 (although I doubt he's asleep), so I've been cleaning up the kitchen and in a bit will retire to my couch to read for an hour or so.
Today, getting back to the topic of this blog, was my usual physical therapy day although not at my usual time. You would think that wouldn't make a difference, but I think it did affect how I "performed" to some extent. All my other appointments have been late morning so that breakfast is far behind me and I'm about as awake and energetic as I ever am. Today my appointment was, for the first time, early afternoon which really threw me off my schedule. I ate an early small lunch and by the time we were due to leave for PT (1:00), I was ready for my afternoon nap. I felt really tired and somewhat sluggish so perhaps I didn't do as well as I might have. I did fine, however, with my flexibility number 113 (it was 110 last time). I had really hoped it would have been 115 but I'll get there. As I had mentioned, today was "test" day and I had the fun experience of having my leg strength tested by a little machine. My up and down strength was quite good, my outward press was okay, but my inward press was relatively puny so that's what we'll be working on in the next couple of sessions. But I am making progress and today was a pretty intense session which I weathered without any complaints. My therapist is getting much more physical, pushing down hard on my knee both when it's straight out and when I have bent it as much as I can. Yes, it hurts, but it's what needs to happen to make my knee better.
Once we got home, it was mid-afternoon, so Stan went upstairs to rest and I also tried (and failed) to snooze a bit. I finally gave up and read until it was time to start cooking a very early dinner. I wanted Stan to have a comfort-food, nutritious dinner so I cooked a dinner that seemed to suit him. We watched a bit of TV and the at 6:45, he went on upstairs which is where we started tonight's entry. So, it will be a different kind of day for me tomorrow since I won't see Stan until 9:30 or 10:00 tomorrow night. I have a list of little jobs that need doing--we'll see how far I get on the list!
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