7mos has arrived. I can see how much progress has been made and clearly see there is a lot to go.
Only use the cane to go upstairs and do cool martial arts sword shit now.
The dedication to rehab has paid off for sure.
I am generally healthier now than before the break (other than the leg) so that is one good thing about this process.
Gym is now a good habit and it makes me happy where not much else does. Certainly living in a rut and generally not real happy. The mental side has taken a toll on how I feel about myself and life. I guess sort of depressed on and off.
Tuesday I went to do an MRI for my shoulder so I can do a cortisone shot and failed to get in that fucking little tube. My shoulders are too wide and as soon as they said pull your elbows in to clear access and started sliding me in with pressure holding my arms still my anxiety went to the moon and I bailed out.
Not sure if I will even try the drug route to do it.
Just frustrated as hell with the current status but can sure acknowledge the improvement. That is huge.
After walking five or six very gimpy steps I can start to walk with zero limp. Sit for two minutes and the process starts over. Leg gets “rusty” super quick and the limp comes right back.
Really need to shake off the up and down mental crap.