At my appointment with the orthopedist a month ago, he mentioned that I didn't have to keep my final appointment last week if I felt I was doing ok. We said our good-byes but I knew I'd be keeping the appointment regardless. I've always felt that before it was all said and done, I would be needing a prescription for physical therapy. I'm able to walk ok but I've noticed that my ankle is stiff, especially first thing in the morning. I also don't have the flexibility at the ankle that I once had.
I kept my appointment on Thursday and the doctor agreed to send me to physical therapy 3 times a week for 3 weeks. Yesterday was my first PT session and all I can say is, if my ankle didn't hurt before I went in (and it didn't), it sure hurts now. They really worked it. The therapist agreed that I don't have near the amount of flexibility as my other ankle does. He said it's not just a little stiff, it's ALOT stiff. I'm functioning at about 75% now but I'm sure by the end of the 3 weeks I'll be at least in the 90th percentile and functioning normal again.
The therapist and his wife (also a PT) own the facility and they are as nice as can be, very personable people. I found out Sunday that my sister and my BIL both did therapy at this place also and they wanted me to say "hi" to everyone. The therapists remembered them well, especially my sister. It's not everyday that they get to treat someone who falls out of an attic. Oh.yes.she.did! Just over a year ago, my sister fell over 10 feet, out of her attic, onto a concrete floor in her garage. Believe me when I say she was in bad shape. She's recovered fully but I don't think she's been up in her attic since!
My next session is tomorrow. Wish me luck!




