Walking, walking, and more walking....

That is ALL I DO.  I walk...a lot.  I get tired easily, but my endurance is growing.  I know I've reached fatigue when floppy foot starts dragging on me.  Damn floppy foot.  She's getting stronger and I can feel the nerves repairing themselves (my foot is sooo sensitive and tingles all the damn time...uggh), but even floppy foot has a limit. But I have to remember where I was (10 days in the ICU and not in good shape while I was there  :-/  )

Here is a picture of the kids enjoying the most uncomfortable bed on this planet...this was just a week ago:

Here is my back brace, which I get to where for the next 2.5 months.  It's kind of like a corset, except I don't get to dance or wear a frilly dress or talk with an english accent.

Good times....

So I'll leave you with some wisdom from my 8 year old.  "Just think mom, when you get to take your brace off, you can sweep the floor again!"  Goody....looking forward to it babe...  ;-)