Resurrection of Fuzzy – Week 7

This has been my first week without my beloved CPM machine, aka Fuzzy.  The upside of this is I have more time to myself that isn't spent in my bed.  This week was another first; I dropped down to just 2 days of rehab a week.  And the last first of this week…….drum roll please….my flexion has dropped from 127 last week to a measly 115 both Monday and Thursday.  So needless to say this week has been a bad week for my knee.  It’s been a great week for my attitude and general outlook on my life during this rehab time.  Two steps forward, 1 step back. L 

However all the upsets I did received the news today that Fuzzy has been resurrected and someone will drop him off to my house tomorrow!  I’ve missed him so much!  I wonder how much he has changed over the past week??  I know I’ve dropped 4 lbs and am totally excited to tell him all about it!  Haha ok I’m not that excited but at this point I’m willing to do whatever it takes to regain motion and strength of my leg.  I will not CPM the whole day like before…I’ve gotten used to having a life this week and I don’t want to give that up, but I will do it for like 4 hours a day in hopes to get my flexion back up. 

My horrible flexion number also means I’ll be going back to 3x a week for rehab.  And I'm just sure Chris and Melissa miss me and I don’t want to disappoint them. :)  I think they think I’m a hot mess because today I had a fight with the bike machine in which I lost and hobbled away bleeding.  Seriously Chris had to put on a Band-Aid on and everything!  He also decided to wear gloves while doing it....haha not much action on the PT floor I guess.  Then when I got set up on the weight machine my crutches fell and made the loudest noise!!  I just smiled and apologized to the onlookers.  At this point I think nothing I do surprises my PTs or fellow rehabers (is that a word?).