Hi. This is me, kinda sorta trying to catch up to real time. So much to write about.
After the hurricane, I took that Wednesday, 10/12 off. Because I never work on my birthday. I got up kinda early and treated myself to breakfast before heading out to the barn.
I'd arranged in advance to meet my trail buddies and trailer out to the hunt club for a ride. It was trail buddy, beginner rider, and trail buddy's friend. As always, the boys loaded like champs and we hauled to a different section that we thought might be a little less wet from the hurricane.
|Hard to see, but the three boys smooshed themselves together.|
The beginner rider surprised me with a cake. I cried. I haven't had a cake in years and it just blew me away.
The joys kept coming because after lunch, I met with the knee specialist. He advised that I could go without the brace from now on, but that I needed three weeks of physical therapy. I no longer have random bouts of pain, but I've lost range of motion. I can neither fully bend nor extend my knee. But it's progress!