it’s working?

My physical therapist feels I’m making progress. I do feel a little better — it’s hard for me to gauge. I want to be making progress. It’s just been such a short time since I started. The moves he has me doing are so subtle. I can’t really tell if anything is happening. But one thing is for sure, I have a little less pain and I’m able to lift my right leg higher than I could when all this started.
D went to see Tron tonight. I so miss seeing movies in the theater. I haven’t been to the theater since September and then it was to see the crappy "Get Low." I hated that movie with the heat of a thousand white hot suns. The woman sitting next to me was bawling at the end, she was so moved. Clearly I missed the emotional meaning of the film. I don’t know. People liked it. So you know, just my opinion. One thing’s for sure, I have to recover so that "Get Low" isn’t the last film I see in a theater.
My sister gets here on the 23rd. I’m looking forward to it. I hope I don’t make her crazy with all my needs. I just need a lot of help these days and I try to not inundate D with everything. In January my friend A is going to stay with us for a month. She owes me some money so she’s going to work as my assistant for the month and we’ll consider the debt settled. She’s a bit of a flake so I warned her that driving me to my appointments has to be a priority over her social engagements.
Oh, yeah, I’m totally obsessed with this guy’s videos. Hilarious.