Endless days and nights running together.... Minutes and hours slowly ticking by with the occasional outing to break up the monotony... A recipe for a restless body...
Dads progress is slow and steady, every day moving just a little bit more.. But he is tired of laying in bed..... Every inch is sore from muscles not stretching and joints not moving enough.. This past week the physical therapy focused on standing and trusting his balance.. His tendency to push or rely on this right arm is still a hindrance to his recovery... He understands that he needs to trust in his core while sitting or his legs while standing, but that darn right arm just wants to be there in the middle of everything!!! The torture device of the week (or so he thinks it looks like as such) is a table they can strap him to that has a foot rest. The table can then be raised head up to a full upright standing position, this allowing dad to stand safely and feel his full weight on his legs... He may say the table looks like a Medieval torture device, but he did enjoy standing feeling safe and secure on his own two legs...
Hopefully soon such standing will occur without the assistance of the table or multiple assistants, hopefully soon standing will be on his own two feet....
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