Today’s appointments all went well. My blood work is perfect.
My doctor gave me the go-ahead to battle it out with my physical therapist to get rid of the wheelchair and go back to a walker outside the house and a cane in the house. We’ll see how that goes. But he’s always repeating, “We have to do what’s safe.” I don’t tell him I’ve already ditched the walker at home, for the most part. Maybe it’s time to tell him.