Today was PT and boy did my therapist bump it up a notch. It started off with the usual rotation and massage that he does, and he measured my dorsi-flexion again which was up to about 8 degrees. I have regained about 1/2 inch in my calf muscle as well. Then he watched me walk, back and forth, back and forth, all the while pointing out my little bad habits. He is really focusing on quality, not so much quantity. Then he decided to get creative and work on my confidence. It started out with me trying to hop on the floor. That was a little hard, so I moved to a mini-tramp. First I worked on doing it with both feet, trying to jump evenly not favoring my bad foot. That was a little wild. Then we moved to jumping on one foot holding on to the rail. I did it first on the good foot, then onto the bad foot. Oh my gosh, did that take a bit of practice to get myself to "spring" off the ball of my bad foot. I did eventually get it though. By that time, my heart was really beating. I think that was the closest to being aerobic I have been in four months. Next, he had me move back to the floor. I was to walk forward really fast then abruptly turn to the left and stop with my bad right foot. I did that over and over. That put a side load on my bad foot, and yep, that took a bit to get used to also. Then I had to jump from side to side, onto the left foot, over to the right foot, and back and forth, back and forth, like skiers practice. Ok, by then my heart was really pounding, I was sweating, and I was about to start removing clothes! But you know what, I was able to do it! How cool is that! I found out my screws would not start popping out, and my foot would not fall off. I can see why he was trying to show me what my foot was capable of doing. Of course, I also had to do the evil BAPS board, lunges onto the inflated pads, and squats catching the weighted medicine ball. Oh, and he upped the weight on the medicine ball. That almost bowled me over the first time I caught it. After all that, I had to end with five sets of leg presses to failure. Yep, he sure bumped it up a notch, or two, or three ... So, here I sit with my leg up in the air, hoping I can ward off the arrival of swelling. Whew !!!