3 weeks into physical therapy. I currently go three times a week. I really enjoy going. And I work everyday at the exercises I am given. I am slowly noticing improvements. I don't feel so tight and sore all the time. Still much work is needed. But so far I am finding it was a very good decision.
I am also walking 2-3 times a week for about 25-30 minutes each time. It is very uplifting. Because right now I have enough that I am trying to work for. It may not be understood by many why going for a walk is a huge deal. Or why PT is so important. It is just so simple to me, that now I can enjoy walking. I am learning to trust my hips. It is scary when they would give out. Or the pain would be so bad that I didn't even want to walk. Or feeling like I was nuts when asked which hip hurts and it could have been the left or the right.
It is just so much to take in that yes I am to just jump right in and do things. Experience life like I have desired but had once put off. I can now do things! And it just floods me with so many emotions that I don't know whether to smile, cry, laugh, or even be upset.
The smile that I show is for the happiness. The laugh keeps me going through this journey. The tears are for the joy and sadness I feel. Upset is what I feel when I think about what it took to get here.
