Physical Therapy

So far, I'm doing well with most everything they want me to do. The only thing that stops me dead in my tracks is trying to lift my leg with it straight out in front of me. I feel like every muscle, which already feels pulled beyond comprehension, is going to burst through my leg screaming and begging for mercy. I'm still doing this exercise up to a point but, with each lift, the leg gets weaker and weaker until I can barely lift it at all. I'm worried that this isn't normal, even though the therapist says that some people have difficulty with this particular exercise. I don't want to have difficulties. I don't want to look like a wimp.

Apparently I am.

After yesterday's therapy session, I didn't hardly sleep at all last night, I was in so much pain. I know that, eventually, this will pass, but damn...I want to be better now. I'm not good with patience.

Today, I don't have physical therapy. They let everyone just chill on Sundays, which is good, because I don't think I'd be able to do it at all today. It's shameful to admit, but that's just how it is. I think I'd end up crying during the session, and I really don't want to show that level of weakness.

I've pretty much decided to do as little as possible in preparation for tomorrow.