Yesterday, I shared with you that I was set free from my leg brace as my kneecap heals from fractures. The doctor told me that I could drive and do other things as I could tolerate them. With that, I fully intended to go to my condo today for my day off. I haven’t been there in six weeks now.
This morning, I went out to breakfast with Deacon Joe (we do this every Wednesday) and I have to admit that it was a real pain to get my leg into his car. As I bent my leg to get in, it hurt because the muscles have been unused for six weeks now.
When we got back from breakfast, I got ready to celebrate the 8:30 a.m. Mass. At Mass, as Communion was being distributed, I sat there praying and came to the realization that I couldn’t go to the condo. Oh, yes, I had permission. However, that permission doesn’t extend to being reckless. If my leg hurt getting into Deacon Joe’s car, it would hurt getting into my car. And the knee/leg that is affected is my right leg, my driving leg.
It would be careless of me to attempt to drive. I would potentially be putting myself and others at risk as I haven’t been working the leg muscles yet. Maybe after a week or two of therapy I will be able to trust myself to drive. For today, though, I “enjoyed” my day off by remaining at the rectory. It was not what I would have wanted but it is what, I believe, was the right decision.
I waited six weeks. I can wait another week or two. 🙂