There really is nothing like having a dose of hope in the morning. Just when I think, “OMG…will this ever get better,” something small happens. A glimmer of light shines from above and gives me that little lift inside and puts a smile on my face.
This morning when I woke up, I swore it was just a slight bit easier to get out of bed. But less of a hobble is sort of hard to tell sometimes, when you are knee-deep in hobbledom. So, I got up as usual, had my morning tea and dabbled in photoshop for a little bit. Photoshop is usually where you can find me…learning new things and taking my mind off old things. 🙂
Looking at the clock, I noticed it was time for my exercises. So of course, I bounded up with excitement! Ummm, no, I really didn’t have that much enthusiasm, but it sounded good didn’t it? I began doing the exercises, trying to concentrate on each like a good patient, when all of a sudden during my heel-toe slide, the unthinkable happened! I felt something “give” in my knee! Noo…could it have been? Did I actually feel a bit more movement? Yesserieeee I did!
Still in excited shock, I hobbled (less) into the living room and practiced my walking that Brad taught me. Low and behold, I noticed my impression of Quazimodo had slightly diminished! Lord knows I’ve had enough practice that I should get an Oscar for my work. Move over Meryl Streep, here I come!
I finished my exercises with a smile and HOPE. Wow did that feel good. Almost right away, I started engaging my husband in a conversation about where our next trip would be. Yes, it felt THAT good. What a nice way to end 2012.
I hope everyone has a safe New Year’s Eve!