The Ten Commandments of Physical Therapy

I. Thou shalt not cheat whine, limp or complain.

II. Thou shalt not take thy therapist's name in vain.

III. Thou shalt not determine thine own therapy.

IV. Thou shalt not lose count lest thou shalt start over.

V. Thou shalt not covet other patients' progress as thy own.

VI. Thou shalt make appointments in advance.

VII. Thou shalt try thy hardest with all thy might.

VIII. Thou shalt cherish ice for all eternity.

IX. Thou shalt never say "can't".

X. Thou shalt get better and have a nice day.

This is on one of the TeeShirts on the wall at D & D Sports Medicine, y'all remember, the torture chamber where I am forced to submit to manipulations that cause me misery three times every week.

So far I've broken six of those commandments. The only one I can CHEERFULLY obey is VIII. I LOVE ice in a way I Never thought possible. I've had injuries before, shoot, I've had surgeries before that weren't this bad. I've torn my Achilles tendon and that repair wasn't this bad. The Evans reconstruction of the torn out ligaments in my Left ankle wasn't this bad and THAT'S a weight bearing joint.

But now...now I'm a woman with a MISSION. I have to get fully better so I can walk in my new FLUEVOGS! Yeppers, LaPhlegm has made a convert of me. When I finish this blog I'm calling the Chicago store to find out how this pair fits. If they fit snugly in the toe box, then I'll know to order a bit bigger than what I normally wear. Oh, MY, I'm shivering with anticipation. In fact, I'm signing off now, I have Boots to order.