We’ve been walking pretty regularly around the park track for several weeks now, with a few days off due to the raw cold, and I’ve seen a good bit of improvement. I started out using the walker, and was really depending on it. We were lucky enough some time ago to find a good buy at an Estate Sale for the kind that has four large wheels and a padded seat. It’s really a Cadillac, as it has all kinds of pockets and sections, plus a large storage bin under the seat. The only drawback is that it takes up a good bit of room in the car, even folded up. But it’s been perfect for the track. I don’t have to worry about getting stranded on the far side, as I can stop and sit any time I need to. Actually, I haven’t sat down yet, but knowing I could makes me push myself further than I would otherwise.
When we started, I was doing good to get around twice, with the walker. Now I’m making two rounds without the walker and two more with it, for a whole mile. Of course, I’m slow, but I definitely see progress! DH is walking with me, and he’s up to 6 laps in the time it takes me to do 4.
I haven’t heard from the Physical Therapy place yet, so I’ll have to call the Orthopedist’s office to get the ball rolling on that.
I spent a very upsetting hour or so trying to talk to Medicare about the charges they denied when Daddy went to the hospital. It’s standard procedure for Medicare to deny any and all claims if the date of service overlaps the date of Hospice service. Each one has to be reapplied for, with a statement of Denial from the Hospice, proving the charge was unrelated to what he was on Hospice for. So the Medicare person was no help at all. I did, however, get somewhere with the Billing Clerk from the Radiologist who didn’t get paid.