This is a medical update for friends, family, subscribers, and the critics, too. Today I started rehab at Magee Riverside Rehab on South Columbus Blvd. (There may be a view of the river from the roof.) đ
This is my fourth encounter of the close kind with the famous rehab facility.
The first two were to get me through post-surgery for a busted quadriceps, neither surgery being especially successful. That left me on a cane.
Following that, I was there to learn how to live with my torn rotator cuffs, both arms. I chose home exercises over surgery. I didnât have that option with my hip replacement, which demanded surgery. My largely disinterested surgeon said I would not need rehab, but he was wrong.
I am fortunate to have âmyâ physical therapist at Magee, who is highly educated, compassionate, and skilled. I ask for her by name, which I will withhold for her privacy. Sheâs also good-looking, but I guess I am not supposed to take notice. But I do, and will refer to her as PT.
Todayâs session was mostly testing to see what I could do, and what I could not. PT put me through mild paces; she doesnât believe in âno pain, no gain.â
So, while I am aching now, and have cut back a bit on painkillers, I am hoping for forward progress. Well, I guess all progress is forward, says Stu, as he edits himself.
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