Physical and Occupational therapy is killing me. I have plenty to say as always. I just need to sleep...When I have the energy I will fill in the words. Just know I am not dead but working hard to restore myself.
Elias loves sitting me on the loo:
It’s quarter to nine and Loren will be coming for me soon.
Eddy pushed hard for me to walk and keep my left foot off the ground. NO WEIGHT BEARING.
I can dress myself. Much to Michael Robinson’s amusement. He came from Key West just to chat. Love him of course.
Check out this slick tool Elias gave me to slide on socks:
Voilà. Ready for more damned therapy.
3 comments:
Ah ha moving up in the world with heavier weights. You and Elias are looking so very pleased with yourselves. A crown doesnt come with that? Also enjoy seeing the latest in aides, the sock helpers. Have a good day. Have a chocolate espresso for me. Bruce is roasting coffee today so wont get my latte.
Nice to see your are smiling. Maybe Bill will get on that new Xmax and come for a visit.
Bill needs to ride south.
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