A new type of work out

Today was my first official day of physical therapy. Sigh. It was anything but fun. My wrist is still sore from the work out it endured in that short hour.



I'm supposed to do a series of exercises for my wrist and fingers multiple times a day. I try to, I really do, but I guess it's not as intense as when the therapist is pushing me through the same moves. Her goal for me is to make a fist in the next few days. Baby steps ...



Ugh. I'm far from being "fixed." I'm starting twice a week therapy sessions next week. I may never regain full motion of my wrist which saddens me. Things like going to yoga classes seem like a thing of the past.

All I can do is keep trying to heal my arm and hope for the best. I would say "fingers crossed" but currently that move is a little difficult right now ...

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