The Importance of Being Lauren

I was disappointed that I had 10-days between PT appointments, but I was finally back in the office on Friday. I started the session with biking with the difficulty set to 10, then I went right into the supine heel pull. Last week I struggled to get to 115, but this week I got to 120 degrees with very little pushing. My good knee is at 125 degrees extension, so I'm really close to getting full extension! Yay! My PT said that I need to start working on pulling my knee to my butt for flexion (I think). So I have added it to my daily exercises. Working on flexion requires laying on my stomach, putting my foot in a strap, and then pulling the strap over my shoulder to pull my foot close to my butt.  It felt like personal training for the rest of the session. We worked on double and single leg squats, hamstring pulls, lateral and straight step-ups with a weight, balance, and walking (straight, backwards, and laterally) on the treadmill. I was able walk backwards on a steep incline witho...

I was apprehensive about returning to the office after week 6. I have a long walk from my parking spot to the office, and I worried about keeping my leg comfortable. BUT my house doesn't have AC and I knew that I would not survive the summer temperatures that were on the way. Despite my apprehensions, I returned to the office last Wednesday (06/28). I had to ice my knee for a few hours after the walk from the parking garage, but it was mostly fine. I have a cute little set up to elevate my leg for a few hours each day, it's a blanket sitting on top of my trash can. What can I say? I'm fancy AF.  Upon my return I was greeted by my man, Creepy Carl, in this provocative state.  Registrar's Office Mascot: Creepy Carl My return to the office was very eventful. My coworkers kept stopping by my desk to chat, so I probably only worked for 6 hours instead of 8. I loved catching up on the chisme and discussing the exciting lives of my coworkers. After being trapped in the house f...

Week 7 physical therapy appointment is DONE. I came in an hour early today because they had a bunch of cancellations. My appointment was supposed to start at 5:15, but I took a short lunch and came in around 4:15. My PT said that my walking was looking good when I walked into the office. I gave him a grumpy look and told him that I am still not super confident with walking. I've been having stabbing pains around one of my incisions when I walk. He provided a little comfort in saying that it's actually good if the pain isn't happening every time I walk. Then as I started talking about my re-injury anxiety, he told me to go to the stationary bike. He mixed it up and I was told to not use my hands and he turned up the resistance. I started peddling my little heart out. I walked on the treadmill for a while and tried walking backwards for the first time. We bickered because the treadmill was making a noise like a marble or something was stuck in it. He was like "what is th...

Week 6 Update: I was officially released from my brace and the last crutch. It has been an exhilarating and terrifying few days. Exhilarating because I was finally able to wear pants for the first time in 6 weeks. Terrifying because I am walking without an aid for the first time in 6 weeks. I have a spot on my knee cap that causes searing pain when I walk for too long, so I am trying to take it easy. I am also super scared of reinjuring myself, so I have been taking very slow and deliberate steps.   I saw the surgeon for my 6-week follow up appointment on Wednesday. I was excited to discuss my progress and healing. However, I was surprised to find him upset. I had the first appointment of the day, and he was 20 minutes late, so perhaps something happened before he got in to work. First, he was upset because I had a hard time relaxing my leg (as always). Then he told me my knee was too stiff and I needed to start moving it. He was concerned when I told him my flexion is at 85 w...

When I was at BYU I became obsessed with Tropical Smoothie. I had finally reached my free smoothie reward for buying 10 smoothies, so I decided to take one home to drink the next morning. I got my two favorite flavors, the mango and Pomegranate Plunge! The next morning I was looking forward to walking to campus while sipping on my perfect blend. I started my walk from Centennial Apartments and came across a parked shuttle going toward campus. I decided to forgo walking to save some time. I went to the backdoor of the bus, and just as I took my first step up the doors closed. My beloved smoothie exploded as the door completely destroyed the cup. Losing the smoothie was bad enough but then the bus jerked forward and I realized that my wrist was stuck in the door. Thankfully some people told the bus driver that I was stuck in the door, and he only drove a few feet with me running to keep up. The door opened and I was released from my prison. Instead of climbing in I ended up walking to ca...

I am super excited to announce that I am down to using ONE crutch! I am able to go up and down the stairs much easier, walk faster, and put weight on my left leg. Let me tell you, being able to get up and down the stairs has been life changing! My outings the last 5 weeks have been limited (except for appointments) because it was so difficult to deal with the stairs. I feel like I have so much more freedom now! I even went to the grocery store with my mom on Saturday. I rode in the little mobility cart and I was FLYING.  At PT on Thursday, I was able to bend my leg to 75% without pain, and 80% with a little pulling. I completed 10 minutes on the exercise bike, 10 minutes on the treadmill (my brace slid down and started cutting into my ankle), and leg lifts with 2lbs weights on my ankles. I am always a little apprehensive when trying new exercises, much to the chagrin of my physical therapist. My most used phrase is, "Just give me a second, I need to think about this." One of ...

 

Let me tell you something, I am a yoga pants and t-shirt girlie. You can catch me never ever showing my legs in the summer and the winter. This whole knee surgery thing is really bringing me down man. I can't wear my yoga pants because I need to keep my leg wrapped for swelling and in the brace. So I have 3 pairs of basketball shorts that I have been wearing. One of the shorts I bought at Walmart for $2! TWO BUCKS??? Wild. Anyway, I am so tired of wearing these shorts, but I am mostly afraid that all this leg freedom will make it hard to transition back to my black workout pant uniform. 

I absolutely loved my first NYC apartment. The kitchen was amazing, there was a ton of space to host events, we had laundry in unit, and the apartment got a ton of natural light. Plus, I lived with some of my favorite roommate of all time there. As much as I loved it, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. We lived above a "phone store" that moonlighted as a weed dispensary (not legal), and people were constantly smoking pot outside our windows.  Another issue with the area was the cars that parked on our street. Typically the parked cars were just an eyesore, but one day Satan parked his car on our street to torment the whole neighborhood. His car had the loudest and most high pitched car alarm I have ever heard. It also had a recorded voice that said "caution this car is protected by a sniper" at the end of it's song. Annoying, yes, however, it gets worse. The alarm system was incredibly sensitive. It would start if someone walked past it, or if there were l...

My family is hosting the church "chat and chew" event tomorrow. I haven't been able to help with very many chores since my surgery, so I wanted to exert some effort to contribute. I decided that cleaning the bathroom would be the easiest task because it's a small space. It took me way longer than usual, but in 30 minutes I cleaned the sink, mirrors, and toilet. As I was making my way over to clean the shower, I accidently knocked over some cleaning products and had to clean up a spill. I thought I had dried all the bleach with a few paper towels, and didn't realize that some of the bleach was on the bottom of my foot. So when I got up to clean the shower I put my right foot down to take a step, and then next thing I know I am air-bound.  Caught me slippin' When I gained consciousness I freaked out. Apparently I had blacked out when the back of my head hit the (recently cleaned) toilet bowl. I sat there for a minute dazed and trying to assess the damage. My bra...