All is still going well. Building, building, building, slow and steady. Pacing myself is key and stopping before I have gone too far with doing too much- gym or home. Still finding little surprises- not needing the railing of the treadmill, doing a higher leg lift, making a more smooth transition from the floor... I repeat it over and over to see if I was just imagining it and no it wasn't a dream, and no it doesn't last long. The muscle tires quickly. I carried Graham up the stairs with one arm (the other tightly gripped to the railing, but hey I'll take it!) I think he is up to 45lbs. CK is still 930 and that may be my normal for now. Hair is slowly returning.
I tried to ride my bike but quickly knew that my balance, coordination, and strength is not ready for that endeavor yet. Keeping two feet on the ground is smart.
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