Day 15 10/30/08
To my wonderful wife; happy birthday and I’m sorry I’m missing it for the first time in the best 17 years of my life. I’m the luckiest man alive. I love you, and I miss you and the kids more than I can begin to express. All I can say is only 17 days until I see you. After all, this is a family blog.
Another day of physical therapy, needles in my body, and voltage in my legs (this wasn’t in the spa brochure). But there was a variation to the theme. Amanda, one of our terrific interpreters, was kind enough to set up a day for us with a reflexologist. Now I’ve gotten a lot of massages in my time, I used to go once a week in my Broadway days, and I’ve always said, the harder the better. Until now. I feel like a beached jellyfish. Total invertebrate. The spinal tomorrow should be a cinch, as there’ll be no resistance whatsoever. For someone so slender, this guy was incredibly strong.
PT was more of the same, with new twists every day. Today, I was on my back with my legs crossed, arching my back, playing catch with Jason (hurry, hurry, come see the dancing bear!). Did Godzilla through Tokyo with ankle weights. I’ve been on my back, lifting my butt, and balancing on my shoulders and feet. I started this with 20 lbs. on my stomach, then with Jason (all 150 lbs. of him) trying to push me down. Now he’s sitting on me, and I’m still pushing him up. I may be uncoordinated, but I’m still strong.
After PT, I hit the steps with the ankle weights. I slipped and hit the big step, cutting my shin. In acupuncture later, Jason notices this, and without warning, puts a swab soaked in alchohol on it. I let out a yell that scared everybody in the room.
Called my mother-in-law today, my father-in-law passed away just before I left (Great week for my wife, fly to Florida for 4 days for her dad’s funeral, then hurry back to pack up your husband for China) she was tickled pink to hear from me half way around the world. Skype is great.
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