I have a four inch scar on my arm - you know I measured it. Kathy suggested I create a tattoo on the scar... Then we laughed a maniacal laugh and moved on.
The good doctor (excellent doctor, really) suggested I am not pushing myself as hard as I should be to get the greatest range of motion to happen.
I was a tad insulted.
I had a five degree increase in movement.
THAT is working it.
Apparently not.
I have to push myself harder; deal with a little bit of uncomfortable for the greater good.
Today I will tell Laura, my OT, I need to push harder to figure out how to move more.
The best part of the flight delay is that travel insurance kicked in and they have $150 today and tomorrow to use for reasonable purchases. They had an awesome dinner last night.
The music today is not my from my "normal" wheelhouse. Give it a listen. It is most excellent.
From one beautiful wreck to another, I wish you all love.
xo
Let me always sing Hallelujah
When I feel afraid, don't let my hope be erased
Let me always sing Hallelujah.
Let me always sing Hallelujah.
I will always sing
I will always sing
Here's my broken hallelujah.
http://youtu.be/Fo3DudOzV4k