"Good Job Alicia," the nurses cheered as I strutted down the long hallway in my ugly hospital gown.
I never understood why they make these things so hideous...I mean just look at it.
They could have at least picked another color. Can I talk to the design team please? It's time for an upgrade.
Anyway, enough about the ugly gown.
Today was my first day standing and walking. Something that I didn't realize I was taking for granted.
Like many, I roll out of bed in the morning and expect my legs to work and take me where I need to go.
I now have a much greater appreciation for my limbs and the body God has given me.
When the physical therapist walked in this morning, I was nervous and excited at the same time. I was eager to test out my dougie moves, but then she handed me a walker 😒.
Thank God for people who deliver reality checks like her. There's no way I could have walked without that walker, let alone do the dougie. I was clearly a fall risk patient.
At first it was weird relying on the tool to help me maneuver around, but before you know it, I was showing em' what I was workin' with!
Tomorrow, we will go for another walk, but this time without the walker. I'll be back in action before I know it.
Wish me luck :)