I will photograph myself walking and post the photo bc it’s unbelievable when I say that I walked. I did though. I stood up with the walker and took 24 steps. The physical therapist asked how I felt and I said I had no words. I was emotional and speechless.
I wanted several of the PT’s to see me walk. I waited for a few to come in the room and even had one called so she could come to the area. Ha! I felt like a kid on a bike who had to show off that she can balance and move forward. It was like I’d taken a passage from helpless kid who falls behind, to an independent teenager looking to feel her roots. Imagine the emotion and confidence I’ll have to walk after surgery and when I get prosthetics and shoes. The first time I walk with them l’m sure I’ll be speechless.
In line with medical goals I continue to take the wheelchair outside for activities such as looking at rocks and finding the perfect spot for a cup of tea.
I found a rock shaped like a heart. I painted a face on one and lettered HOPE on another.