I seem to be recuperating by leaps and bounds. Dr. M & I are impressed with my therapy (so far just with him as the task master - haven't seen any sign of home health care yet). I'm having to remember that I still need to use my walker, which I take as a good sign. I'll bet I move straight to a cane by the end of the week.
My recovery is aided & abetted by the love I receive in the mail nearly every day. Here's my stash of cards:
Anne send the card on the bottom left, as well as a crossword puzzle book, a seek-a-word book (my salvation this week!), a James Patterson mystery and BROWNIES. Wow - those brownies are the BEST. My friend Bev sent a pack of cards of her original artwork, as well as one of her photo cards. See:
I had been feeling pitiful because no one had given me a prayer shawl & then Robin sent me one of hers! Thanks Robin! Isn't it lovely?
Several people had mentioned that I need a bag for the front of my walker, so I decided to see if I had any ingenuity left (after the great cane/paperclip escapade) & rigged up this little bag. Note my hair clip within easy reach should I have a MY HAIR IS TOO HOT GET IT OUT OF MY FACE emergency.
Have a nice day!