I saw my Neurologist before I went to work on Friday. I couldn’t feel the vibrating from his tuning fork on either of my knees this time. I got more bad news with how I should handle the increased spasticity in my legs. I was frustrated and sad. I went to work and afterward, driving to Barwis some of that frustration came out with some tears while listening to some good Gavin tunes. I got out of the car and into Barwis on my own and tried to shake it off. This was just stinky!!!
Nick pushed me over to the blue table and lifted my right leg while I sat in my chair and said that I felt tight. I told him that I was mad and told him about my disappointing neurology appointment. Nick stretched my legs REALLY good. It hurt so good that I had to grunt and groan to get through it. The PNF stretches I completed while I was laying on my stomach were VERY difficult so I grunted through it to help out.
Madison came over and told me that every time she hears me being stretched, it sounds like I’m dying. I laughed after I caught my breath and told her that hearing that made me make a direct correlation with my students. 6th graders at my school believe that screaming makes them better Dodgeball players. Subsequently, they scream for the ENTIRE P.E class for “Dodgeball Friday.” It’s kind of cute to hear these kids screaming like banshees except when you teach reading to below level readers in the classroom right off the place where all of the screaming is taking place like I do.
Nick helped me sit up and I sat up and balanced for a bit on the blue table. I’d been thinking about my appointment ALL DAY and thought about my legs being SO STIFF because I was not at Barwis this past Wednesday. I thought about being in a slump right now. I told him that my walking is on “pause” right now. My legs hurt as I drove home but I KNOW it’s for the best in the long run. So, they hurt so good.