(oh i just noticed that i never told you about it... well i had to get a test alst week where the shot me full of radioactive junk and then took pictures of where it went in my ankle.)

SO sarah piced up the films last night and we went to the doctors today. the films were "inconclusive" but the doc was nice enough to see that i had got my ankle working in decent shape by myself. he ALMOST said i didn't need physical therapy ... but then i asked him about it and he changed his mind and said minimal PT. ugh.

BUT he also didn't put me in a walking cast. he said i could start to try to walk on my own (which i've been doing for the last couple weeks) but now i can officially do it! woo hoo!

so i'll go to PT but i didn't need a walking cast and don't need my crutches but he thought maybe getting a cane wouldn't be THAT bad of an idea... but i don't know where to get a cane anyways. OH well.

least maybe theres an end in sight here... next week i'm going to start slowly getting myself back into class (i'll take it easy though) but i need to exercize.


antes~después