Things are getting dangerous with the leg these days… Not because it is feeling bad, but because it is feeling good… It is becoming harder and harder to keep in mind that my leg is, in fact, still pretty fucked up, and not 100%. My range of motion is now within 20 degrees of my good leg (I’ve picked up about 20 degrees in the past few weeks alone), and most of the strange sensations from within my leg have gone away.. My thigh muscles are stronger now due to physical therapy, and I can wield the leg around without much trouble..
The trick is now to do everything I can to keep me from inadvertently putting weight on my leg. This is trickier than you’d expect, and I’ve had a few close calls in the past day alone. It would help if I left my brace on all the time (as it provides a pretty clear reminder that the leg is hosed), but it is so uncomfortable and unnecessary, say, when I’m sitting on the couch, that it’s just not going to happen. Another week and a half until I see the doctor next… It can’t come soon enough.
While I was in NJ last week one night I apparently took my brace off in my sleep. I woke up at like 6am with a slightly sore knee and once I became somewhat coherent I realized my brace was on the floor. This required undoing 8 velcro straps and lifting my leg to get the brace out from underneath it. The ability to perform tasks like this while asleep/groggy troubles me. When I become president, make sure to keep the button away from my bedside.