I had P.T. today. On Tuesdays we typically stand and try steps in place. We've only been trying this for the last couple of weeks. Last week was an eye opener.
I stood up, did some steps and tried to walk a few steps. The first thing I noticed was that my movements were sluggish and wandered left and right. I describe it as walking like a toddler.
Paul, my P.T. considered that the steps were significant and was suitably congratulatory, whereas I was just stunned at how much my gait and a ility to walk had atrophied.
What stuns me is that throughout this process I have had to continually reassess where I am actually am in this journey compared to prior to this latest health crisis. Paul, told me when we started this process that we had months, perhaps years of hard work ahead of us.
That is precisely what has happened. So, it remains a sobering situation to deal with.Today though, we tried to walk a little further and this I managed to do with relative ease. The important thing to note is I'm confident that I can progress at a pace that will facilitate further development.
It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of hope.