Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today I had coffee with a friend, as I did with another friend yesterday.  I feel like I'm re-entering my life after the bad knee and then the flu.  Everything is slow-mo.  I went to physical therapy for the first time yesterday and was able to do most of the exercises without discomfort, and she told me to stop wearing the brace, and that feels liberating.  I was afraid to take it off before, but with permission, I now know I can walk without it.  The physical therapy wasn't about words, it was about showing me what I can do to strengthen the knee and my feeling that someone is now monitoring me.  I liked the fact that what talk there was was strictly informational.  She asked a bunch of questions about how this or that felt, and I could see she knew what she was doing.  I was comforted by the professionalism.  Now I need to follow her advice, so I can get the most out of my sessions.  And I feel proud of myself for asking the orthopedist for physical therapy.  I'm getting a little more assertive in my old age.