Since I've been home, my daily routine has changed a bit. I get up. Make coffee. Sit at the computer until my back hurts. Go for a walk. Lay down and read. Nap. Eat. Tour de France. Repeat. My goal is to scrapbook one page each time I sit down at the computer so that by the end of the summer I will have completed my France scrapbook. By far the best part has been that every day this week someone different has brought me dinner. It's been awesome. Jessica made burritos last week. Wednesday Julie made me grilled chicken and a zucchini custard. Thursday Sara made me chili. Yesterday Holly brought over some wraps with vegetables and weeds from her garden and a casserole with all kind of things I've never heard of before. It's like eating at different houses, only I don't have to go anywhere. Who could be bored with that?! Today Max is going to come and visit. I hope he brings something other than formula because I'm not too keen on Enfamil.
Everyone is very concerned that Randi and Earl are going to do me harm. While they are KJs (Known Jumpers) and KA (Known Assholes), they've really been quite good and Randi has been especially accommodating at night by laying against my back so I can sleep better. This morning Earl wanted to have some special time, so he climbed up on me as I was reading and went to sleep.
Last night when I woke up in the middle of the night, I put my brace on and started walking without the cane before I even knew what I was doing. I'm expecting to ditch that thing (in the house) within the next few days. Outside the house, I'll still need it because the walk to the end of the street and back is so long it nearly requires the iPod to keep me occupied.
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