It has been 5 days since I started physical therapy and my life has happily started to change. Outside of the safety of physical therapy room, I was given permission to either walk with one crutch and my sneaker on my recovering foot or walk without crutches and with my boot protecting my foot. ( I was taught how to do both things.) My foot’s vacation is over!!
|My foot longs to walk in a sneaker|
So this morning I decided to brave going to church without crutches or my beloved scooter, wearing just my bedazzled boot. It is quite a walk from the parking lot to the sanctuary and I knew I was taking a bold move. My husband was willing to let me use his arm for my “crutch” and after a few steps we both realized I didn’t really need his support physically, but I needed the reassurance psychologically.
It was a heady experience walking into church for the first time in 7 weeks! The friends I saw rushed over to say “hi” to the new me, walking once again! The exhilaration of walking far outweighed the amount of pain I had to endure.
Here’s what is happening to me psychologically. I am now having a hard time not walking! I find myself more and more passing up my scooter and my crutches and just walking to my desired destination despite the pain. Walking makes me feel normal and I love it!
This afternoon, I paid the price for my new found confidence. All the walking I did this morning followed by my physical therapy exercises, and my water walking therapy, caused my foot to swell up like a bloated wood tick!
|My foot was so swollen it barely fit in my sneaker|
|Icing and elevating again!|
This evening will be filled with rest for my foot, ice, elevation and extra strength tylenol. However, no amount of pain can take away the satisfaction I feel from walking again!