Physical Therapy butt kicking.

Man. I just got my butt kicked. Well, not really. I just got back from physical therapy though. On the way to PT I'm always stoked like "This is gonna be awesome! I'm gonna move around and feel so good!" and then once I'm there it's like "Wait I still can't move. This hurts so bad. I want to cry. Why did I think this would be fun?" It happens every time. I know I need to commit to PT to get better, but it doesn't feel like I'm getting better, it just hurts. I can't wait until I finally have my range of motion back and I can actually work out and start looking forward to snowboarding again.
On a good note, my therapist measured my knee bending at 85°, which is up 20° from when I saw her 5 days ago. Hopefully this keeps going up until I reach full bending and I don't get stuck at any point.

Post Surgery

Well, it's been two weeks since surgery and I'm healing up. I was posted up on my living room couch for a week but I finally made the move back to my bedroom and life is getting almost back to normal. I started walking again today, but I'm slow moving.

Surgery was interesting. I freaked out a bit when they put the IV in my arm because I'm terrified of needles, but then once they fed the anesthesia into my blood stream I was chilling. Last thing I remember was rambling on about random things to my surgeons in the surgery room and then I woke up in the recovery room.

Here's some pictures and stuff.

Hospital Chilling. 6:30am. (Rocking Out)

Anesthesia coming my way. Goodbye

Right out of surgery. Mind is still absent.

My couch living set-up

Dressing change 5 days after surgery. I thought they only made one incision, but I ended up with 4