Odd

It feels really weird to weird to wear pants today rather than (one of three pairs of) shorts I have, all of which are in the laundry to be washed, so I'm wearing my wide-legged pants that allow you to push up the fabric all the way up the thigh to get to the incision to massage the patella and incision or check for flexion, etc. The only problem they make for PT is the hurdles. I have to lift my knees a little more and concentrate a bit to make sure I don't knock them over, but that's actually good. But considering it's been 21 days since I've worn pants, it just feels odd. It doesn't hurt or anything; they're healed enough not to be an issue, it's just kind of strange. Funny how we get out of the habit of things. Like when I was first driving after two months. It took the first errand we ran to really get a feel for it again. But it's all good.

Speaking of driving, it's time to go to PT. I did the ROMTech bike after taking my morning meds and some insulin since I'd been high on my blood glucose, and then lay down to put some heat on that pulled muscle, which was tight. My roommate woke me up two hours later, at 12:30, which startled me that I slept that late. I hadn't expected that and hadn't set an alarm. My appointment is at 2 pm. My blood sugar was 43. I chewed quite a of glucose tablets. It's finally 141, so I can drive. But it had been so low it took a while to come back up. I'm hoping I'll get the okay to ditch the cane in the house (to be honest, I've mostly not been using it, to my roommate's dismay). I'm using it out of the house, and of course, on the steps still.

Okay, I'd better go. It's 1:23.