One week and five days until my knee doctor check up. He will tell me if I can go snowboard or wait one more week. It's insane, really, one week and 5 days? I might possibly snowboard again? Shit, I need to get my ass in gear. I've been keeping up with my PT and I killed it at my last appointment. My therapist was really impressed and I did a whole bunch of balance exercises. My balance is still super good! I am assuming that I need to be able to bend my knee all the way to 155 degrees before I can snowboard and I think the best I got it was 135. Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I can go up and down stairs normally. I can almost walk normal again. I want to get a rec center pass so I can ride the bike and hit up the elliptical machine and also walk around on the track there. I'm not gonna walk in this damn snow, fuck that. Sketchy shit. I probably will do that next week since it looks like Cobie is FINALLY coming here for sure this Friday. Fuck, it's about time. Seaniepoo and Dillon were all like, "He should have visited you more, actions speak louder than words, blah blah blah" and it sucked to hear that. Maybe I am too understanding, but I do understand that it's tough for him to take off work. I'm still not happy about how it took him two weeks before he finally saw me after my surgery. Those were the hardest two weeks and I could really have used his company and comfort. I know that's in the past now, but still. Seriously.
Whatever, I can't wait to fucking snowboard. It's gonna be awesome. Cobie better come for my first day back on snow. I don't wanna do this alone, I already went through the surgery and recovery alone (with the exception of my awesome roommates helping me through the hard times).
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