Remember how I said I had too many selfies last week? Ha! This week there’s a picture of me practically every day. Sheesh. But before we get to my narcissistic week, I’d like to say that I don’t care what “category” Irma is, she is pretty darned scary! I’m praying for my friends in her path.
Sunday, September 3rd
I had a craving for a Sonic Concrete, so I made Dr. M get me out of the house.
Heather, looking splendiferous as usual.
Monday, September 4th
I posted this picture on Facebook & said that I did not have crochet attention deficit disorder just because I abandoned three other projects to start a new one.
Lookit! My daily walk, reinstituted! I won’t always post these every day, but I will for a little while to stay motivated. Please note that by “daily walk,” I currently mean going out my door, rambling around the yard or the street, and then coming back inside.
Tuesday, September 5th
I had my two week follow-up appointment with my surgeon. He says I’m doing really well, and he told me I could be 100% weight bearing & start using my cane. Sweet!
Wednesday, September 6th
Today’s ramble outside.
Thursday, September 7th
This time I remembered to use my map program to record my vast distance. Ha!
No one is safe from yarn in our house.
Friday, September 8th
I finished the project I started on Monday. I like this pattern! This was a gift – I might have to make one for myself.
Yeah yeah yeah – another walk.
Saturday, September 9th
I made Dr. M let me drive to the grocery store. And then I WENT IN & SHOPPED! I haven’t been inside a grocery store for months. I had a little bit of sensory overload going on here. And Dr. M was going, “why exactly are we here again?” (Note: I had stopped taking my narcotic much earlier in the day so I wasn’t impaired on the road – ha!)
I think the hardest part of this recovery for me is going to be that I feel so great (yes, I’m sore, but it’s not that bad) that I’ll forget that I still have another three weeks of not bending over too far or crossing my legs. I need to be extra careful now because while this surgery went very well, it “only” has a 90% success rate. So chill Ms. Bug & don’t make Dr. M have to tie you to a chair!