Today my doctor informed me that I needed to stop going to PT, and start enjoying life. Apparently he realized (I didn't), that although probably accidentally, they were scaring me out of enjoying life. My PT crew was HORRIFIED that I was out at a horse show for 13 hours. At first I thought they misunderstood, and thought I was actually showing. Turns out for someone a month out of surgery 13 hour days are apparently unacceptable. Who knew?
So today I went to aerobics class. While I didn't necessarily DO half the stuff, I sure laughed and had a good time and got my happy back. Isn't that what life after surgery, or even anything is all about??
Horse related: Lizzy gave me the best hugs and kisses today. I cannot wait to see and groom and spoil her tomorrow!
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