I went to bed already, but my body didn’t seem to make the connection between the location and the intended activity. I guess that comes from spending so much time in the day just resting, dozing, napping, etc. Oh well.
My innards are slowly getting better, I can taste things better, and my bowels are slowly functioning a little better as well. Not ‘normal’, just better. Not any foods excite me still, but I do try to remember to eat a little something when I can. This evening Donna brought over a piece of homemade banana bread, and it actually tasted like banana bread, which tickled me — real food my daughter made was a nice treat indeed.
This afternoon I took 4 laps around the concrete pad, with a brief sit-down rest in the middle. I haven’t much tried the other exercises the PT brought for me.