Finally, I was able to get in to see another orthopedic surgeon who specializes in knees, hips, and legs. Thankfully, I was told that for my age, my knees are in pretty good shape. So no surgery on that part of my body. Thank you, God. Based on the results of the CAT scan, the surgeon believes that I tore my meniscus and I chipped the muscle underneath the meniscus. They are holding me from going to physical therapy right now because my surgery is coming up next month for my shoulder.
Once I start PT for my shoulder, they will just include exercises for my leg and knee to strengthen my quad. They gave me home exercises to do. One of them includes putting two weights, one on each ankle and doing leg lifts from a chair.
Yesterday I was sitting in my armchair, and I strapped the weight to my ankle, I started lifting my weak leg. I had my eyes closed and I was doing it very slow. Suddenly, the leg felt a little bit heavier as I lifted it up.
I opened my eyes, and there was Winston. He was hanging onto the weight on my leg with both claws and getting a free ride! Such a goofy kitty. I went to reach for my cell phone, but by the time I got it, he was on my lap. Funniest thing I’ve ever seen.
I don’t know if he will repeat this exercise. Maybe, instead of being my massage therapist he would rather be my physical therapist? I think it will probably depend on the pay scale! Time will tell.
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