“You’re healed!” That’s what the nurse told me when I walked out of the examination room at the doctor’s office. I’m healed! Hallelujah and praise the Lord!
I’m not really ‘healed’ – I just don’t need to see the doctor again unless something goes wrong. I knew this was my last visit to him and as I sat there for THIRTY minutes in the exam room, I thought of a really witty but sincere way to tell him that I think it sucks to keep patients waiting so long. I was gonna tell him in no uncertain terms that my time is valuable, too. But, alas… I punked out. I just sort of but not really glared at him to let him know what I was thinking. It made a big impact on him, too. Anyhow… I’m done with the orthopoedist and I must say that I’m glad. (Side note: I got an EOB that states that my insurance has deemed over 8K of his services related to my surgery ‘unnecessary’ and ‘irregular’… hmmm…)
So….. I also had physical therapy today (I had to get up WAAAAY too early this morning) and I RAN ON THE TREADMILL! I was so excited, I was smiling the whole time. It was really great. I only ran for a little bit (you know, that whole finger pinch, squinty eye thing) but I am so glad. It seems like there really is light at the end of the tunnel. I ran for a total of three minutes, but it didn’t hurt at all and I really felt like I could have kept going. (Yes… I know that is a problem.) I walked 3 minutes and ran 1 minute three times. On Thursday, I will walk 3 minutes and run 2 minutes. So, we meet again! I am feeling hopeful, excited and relieved.
I planned to run a little bit over the weekend, but the days got away from me and I didn’t have the chance. I was sort of scared that I would start running and it would really hurt and I wouldn’t be able to keep it from showing on my face. So my plan was to ‘practice’ at the gym. If it hurt, I was going to figure out how to make it look like it wasn’t really hurting. (Yes… I know that is a problem. I’m misguided but still very self-aware!) As it turns out, I didn’t need the practice and that, my friend, is a good thing.