Friday, August 28, 2015
Woke up on Monday with a "dizzy" head from the concussion and sore EVERYWHERE. And if that wasn't enough, I had to at least TRY to go to physical therapy.
Oh boy! Got there and my PT took one look at me and said I could either go to the doctor or he could force the issue.
He checked me out and thought I might have actually given my knee a stress fracture on a non-weight bearing bone. That scared me.
So I went to Urgent Care and they took about 20 x-rays of all the "damaged" areas, made sure that my elbow was actually healing and confirmed my own diagnosis of a concussion.
Thankfully nothing's broken but it is all bruised and sprained. My "black" eye is still at this point purple, but the green is taking over. I guess it's a good thing that I couldn't afford to go to my 40th high school reunion or I would've gone looking like a victim of war.
The doctor did say I should continue "sitting out" the physical activity, try to just rest and realize that "at our age, we need to realize how much longer healing takes".
And he had to add, "And you'll take longer with your auto-immune disorder and other limitations."
Just couldn't leave that out, evidently.
This has been some August.
Next week we'll be celebrating my parents 59th wedding anniversary. Quite a fete! Don't be surprised if you don't see a post from me. To finish out the month, I'm going to get to next month's Senior Reporter profile, give Lucky a bath and just continue to recover from my own stupidity.
Until the next post: Take care and don't try improving your balance outdoors.