Is the dog still following with the Frisbee in his mouth?
Actually, I've been able to go out on to the patio and throw it for him. I don't go into the yard, out of fear of turning the wrong way and doing damage. I sit in a chair and throw from the patio. Goober doesn't care. He's just happy to be running down the frisbee.
On another note, I had a big day yesterday. Our company picnic was at a baseball game. I went, and had to park a fair distance away. I walked all the way in, using my cane, taking my time. The only real challenge was getting up to the picnic area reserved for the company. I had to choose between taking the ramps, which involved a lot more walking, or the stairs (at least 40 of them).
Since I started doing stairs last week in PT, that's what I chose. I actually made it fairly easily with the cane. (there are no canes involved in PT).
I only stayed 4 innings, because I could feel my knee beginning to swell. By the time I got all the was back to my car, I was completely gassed and had to sit there for a bit just to gather myself.
So, I got home, propped my leg up, took a couple Tylenol, wrapped my knee and turned on the ice bath.
Worse than my knee, though, was my stomach. I had macaroni salad, potato salad, two hot dogs, a cheeseburger, four chocolate chip cookies and two sodas.
Still feeling kinda queasy this morning. LOL.