I was one very busy Kat™ yesterday. I did three loads of laundry, emptied all the wastebaskets, and vacuumed the entire main floor of the house.
So what? you say. I do all that before breakfast. What makes you so special?
I did it all from the throne of... my wheelchair.
One week from today I will officially be allowed to put full weight on the ankle, but I am getting impatient. As long as I can walk -- carefully, for only a few steps -- without significant pain, I figure it is okay. What's a week between friends? Yesterday I actually walked from my car into the library and back. It is a distance of perhaps thirty feet, and I walked very gingerly and slowly... but triumphantly. Thus, in preparation for Not Being An Invalid, yesterday I vowed to be productive. Smokey has been working in Minneapolis for a week, and I think I was also getting a little bored. The house had not been vacuumed since sometime before September 16, so you can imagine how much it needed it. Bear has been blowing her coat, too, so there is an ample amount of dog hair floating about. Not as much tonight as there was this morning, though :-)
I am attempting to be faithful in doing the physical therapy exercises, too. In fact, that was one stimulus to vacuum -- it was too revolting to get down onto the floor. Some of them are sooooooo boring. If I could find my iPod earbuds I could at least do them to music. Excuses, excuses.
