Just got back from my first round of physical therapy for my ankle. So one of the exercises they had me do was lay down on the floor with my foot elevated and an ice pack on my ankle - no joke! I was laying there for probably 10 minutes. Just laying there. Doing nothing. Except icing my ankle. Oh, but first the therapist massaged my ankle and rotated it a few times.
They gave me a pillow and told me to relax.
The ceiling had a colorful mural painted on it.
I think I'm going to like PT.
Until I get the bill.
Joe mentioned a couple of days ago that if he only knew me by the size of my foot, he would have assumed I weighed around 350-400 pounds. Then my cankle cried and ate six pints of Ben and Jerry's Super Fudge Chunk ice cream before going on a cabbage soup diet. Now it's probably in the 200-250 pound range.
p.s. I can't wait for you guys to meet my cankle.
1 comment:
what did you do to it?
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