Rant #3,414: Dancing In the Street

I welcome myself back here, with some very good news to report.

I visited my doctor/surgeon who did the work on my left quad muscle, and he not only gave me a passing grade, but I aced the test!

He said that second procedures like I had often don't come out as well as mine did, and while my left leg has pretty much reached its zenith as far as performance, my situation was better than expected.

I thanked him for his surgical work on my left knee, and told him about all of the work i have been doing in physical therapy and at home to get better, months and months of it behind me and more to come in the future.

We agreed that while where I am now is about as good as it will probably be, I should still work on getting better, as it takes a year for the tendon that was placed in me to fully adapt to its new "surroundings" in my leg ... 

So there is still plenty of work for me to do.

He also told me that he could, actually, perform another procedure on me to try to make things even better, but based on my age and where I am in my life, he would not recommend it.

So I turned that down, which he agreed with, I shook his hand as I thanked him again, and that was the end of that.

No followup appointments with him are scheduled, unless I find that I need to see him again--

So that part if this nightmare is over and done with.

I am pretty happy about this, proving once and for all that the hard work I have put into rehab has paid definite dividends.

I am not Superman--I am more like Ckark Kent--but my super powers revolve around the way I approached this mess from the get-go, took it by the horns, and wrestled it into near submission.

And unless you know what I went through, you would never know just how bad off I was around Christmas time.

Speed is my kryptonite. I just have to do things a bit slower than I once did.

If I take it down a notch or two, I can do almost anything I want and need to do.

Yes, I am proud of myself, and I am proud to tell you all about it.

Heck, after what I have been through ...

Why not?

Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday ... when I have yet another doctor to see--literally.

Onward and upward!