One day up….one day not so much….PT kicked my butt yesterday. I'm achy and exhausted today. (there is an exercise that uses bands across the ankles, then sideways walking, that fires up my lower back and right leg so much. I'm going to tell them I'm happy to do it some other way, but not doing that again. It hurst so much when I'm doing it that I was in tears by the end, I don't cry over exercise.)
Might be falling down on protein again, too. Made arrangements to go out and get some serious protein for dinner. (I don't cook meat very often.) I am getting ready to get back to a deadline book on Monday morning, which means switching gears and putting aside a project that I've just been playing with, and getting back to actual word counts each day.
Husband is going to take me to swimming pool on Sunday and I start a watercolor class tomorrow morning--both things to look forward to. Also, wine with dinner

tonight. In the meantime, I guess when you have your legs chopped in half it's okay to still be in recovery mode and need to just rest some days. It's been a month. Not that long. Also stepping down on drugs a little, which is taking some consideration.
It would be helpful if the sun would shine. I'm Colorado bred, so really used to LOTS of sunshine, and it's been snowy/gloomy for a week, with more to come. Very cold, too, only 8 degrees right now (-13 Celsius), and all the ice that melted is back, so no walking outside for me today. Me & the animals can do our paces inside.
