Friday, August 14, 2020
The physical therapist was here again. Exercising is no fun. We had some new ones again, mostly using resistance bands. I get to sit for those, which makes me a little happy. I'm still having trouble with the balancing ones, where I'm not supposed to hang on to anything. It has been hot, so I may try to do most of the moving and stretching ones as soon as I can in the morning. I think I may have left some people with the impression that she shows up, gives me exercises and runs off quickly. Not at all. There are a couple of pushing exercises that I can only do with her here, because I'm pushing against her hands. I've developed a habit of leaning over my cane and walker so, on top of everything else, I need to work on standing up straight. I'm getting tired of these 90+ degree days. Even with little humidity, it's tiring. My wound care nurse put me on an antibiotic for the leg. While the right leg looks healed, I have to keep it under constant compression or the ulcer will open up again. Getting old isn't for sissies.