Coming Off the Crutches

I’m not officially off the crutches until Tuesday (day after tomorrow), as my physical therapist wanted to err on the side of caution this past Thursday (the one week anniversary of being on the crutches), but for the past two days, I’ve been able to navigate around the house crutches-free and relatively pain-free (yippee!!). (See the bottom for an explanation of how I navigated on the crutches.) The timing couldn’t be better for that, since I can feel the other muscles in my body starting to put up a fight with the severe movement restrictions I was on.

Now, granted, my house isn’t terribly big, and my hubby shooed me out of the kitchen entirely each time I came in to help with cooking or the dishes (as he so eloquently put it at one point, “Get your a** back on that couch”- how many people have husbands like that?! He’s a keeper, I tell ya), so I wasn’t doing a whole lot beyond limited walking between the couch and the kitchen/bathroom areas. But still, I am considering this a win.