There's no I in PT

I am quickly learning that physical therapy this time around will be both time-consuming and not something I will be able to do alone.

I went to the hospital at 7:30 this morning, just like I did yesterday. The difference? Today I had an appointment; yesterday I sat there until the receptionist told I was 24 hours early.

My therapist for the day and I went over a few things. I got her to explain how I could do the seated exercises in my chair rather than a couch. She also tweaked some exercises I was doing. Well, not changing the exercises, just the reps.

When we got to the lying-down exercises, she gave me some new ones and added the idea that I would probably do better with someone holding my knees when the exercises call for bent legs. With her keeping my knees steady, I was even able to do a bridge – raising my butt off the mat. I haven't been able to do that in a while; failing to do a bridge is one of the reasons I went back to PT.

My 5-year-old nephew could hold my knees, too. There is really no strength needed. The person just keeps them steady.

I know my nephew would get bored and wander off. My point was that even a child could do it. But I am pretty sure that he is not yet ready to be a member of Team Trott.