getting my pain under control was supposed to be the turning point. rehab was going to take off after that.
it has, actually. 128 degrees of flexion yesterday. i can finally get around the bike backwards and forwards, which means i can now go to the gym daily to bike and keep working on getting my knee loose. i’m on the highest angle for the assisted body squats and i’m leg pressing 110#. my extension is good and i’m walking without crutches.
so what’s the problem?
i still can’t eat. and i’m trying. the first few weeks after surgery i was in so much pain i didn’t really give a shit. i ate applesauce and pudding and sometimes toast, and i drank a lot of ensure and chocolate milk.
i’m six weeks out now, and maybe one day a week i’ll have a normal appetite and, more importantly, be able to eat without getting a terrible stomach ache afterwards.
every time i stand up i black out and have to grab for the nearest wall or doorjamb. i know i have low blood pressure and a low pulse, but damn. this is ridiculous.
my insomnia is back and it’s just at the point of pissing me off now.
i’m going to try and get in with my primary physician before i fly home next tuesday, and probably get some labs done. i would like to say that it’s surely going to just be some slight anemia and call it a day. but let’s face it, this hasn’t been my year.
i’m just hoping that i already hit rock bottom, and this is just a teaser bump in the road on the way up.