Physical therapy and me

So I've been doing physical therapy the last few weeks.  There's lots of different types of PT offices.  There's the ones that serve mostly athletes or people injured in sports, and the therapists tend to be very fit, A-type personalities, who wear tight shirts (that goes for the men and women) and it's all a glorified in-shape machine.

Then there's my PT office, which is in a medical plaza building that, as far as I can tell, serves mostly old people.  It's probably the smallest PT office I've ever seen; the staff consists of a calm, harmless middle aged man and an intensely religious assistant in her mid twenties.  The other patients are all over fifty, with the exception of one high school age girl who tore her ACL.  The other patients seem to have shoulder/neck injuries, so they spend their appointments stretching their arms or getting massages or anti-inflammation massages with some little microphone thing. 

And what are my exercises?  The newest additions consist of walking around the room sideways and backwards.

But they fooled me at my small old people physical therapy office!  The first day I went they gave me 8 exercises -- mostly 80's exercise video-style leg lifts and a theraband.  But every time I go I get more and more and more.  Now I have like 25 exercises, including the silly walking sideways and backwards, and a variety of other weird things.

The real kicker is I'm not even bearing full weight on my leg yet -- what will they come up with when that happens???