I'm doing well, actually got up and dressed this morning. We have a pre-measured loop in the neighborhood that is 1/3 mile. Steve and I walked the dogs around it earlier so I got that much exercise and the day is still young. I'm full of meds making it a balancing act between gradually becoming more active and not actually overdoing it.
Hospital memories are floating up close and then receding. It's all quite surreal at this point. My main objective is to get to Juvenile Hall on Monday and to the first session of the new semester's art class that same evening.
Oldest Son is flying in from Honolulu this weekend so there's lots to look forward to.
Wow, what a wild time you've had recently. I'm sending my good wishes for a smooth recovery. Good luck with Juvenile Hall & with the start of your evening art class!
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