Pg. 66: End of the Tunnel

This is just to say:

Not feeling fantastic, but way way better. I’m pretty damn achy still — mostly my knees and elbows. My right shoulder and the crook of my neck. I creak when I’m walking, but at least I’m walking.

I trudged out for a rather slow, rather clumsy two-plus-mile walk today. It wasn’t awful. That’s a start.

Tomorrow, I shall conquer the beast. [I wrote “best” there the first time instead of “beast” … ]. Tomorrow, I shall also conquer my inbox, my comment boxes, my laundry bag, my dishes and my empty fridge.

Right now, I shall conquer the bed.

Baby steps, s.

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“A man’s health can be judged by which he takes two at a time – pills or stairs.” ~ Joan Welsh