Friday I had a conversation with my physical therapist. My question to him was: is this problem with my hip something I’m just going to have to live with?
His answer was: possibly. It may just be a
question of how to handle flareups to minimize my down time, and that’s what we’re
working on.
Well, poop.
Saturday was an iffy day—at the farmers market,
a woman dropped an onion and I couldn’t bend down to pick it up for her.
Also, poop.
Yesterday I woke up with the constriction in my
hip, but I decided to take a walk around the ‘hood. Not a long walk, just out
to the street, up to the other entrance to the cluster and back. But I did it;
first “walk” in about six weeks.
And that’s my gratitude today.
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