I survived my first physical therapy session! It was actually much more pleasant than I had anticipated, and not as painful as doing the exercises on my own at home. My therapist Jonathon (or Justin Bieber as I like to think of him, he looks like he's about 12) is very nice and reassuring that I'll get my arm back, but it's going to take time.
Yay for Bieber Fever!
ReplyDeletelol I'll be repeating that in my head next time I see little therapist boy
ReplyDeleteglad you survived!
ReplyDeletewhatever it takes to keep knitting I say!
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