This morning Judy brought her late mother's walking cane to me. My surgeon wants me to "graduate" from the walker to a cane. I feel a bit silly using it but it's good to have something to steady myself. A fall would be disastrous!
Today I went with John and Karen to What-a-Burger for lunch. On the way we stopped at a car wash and -- wouldn't you know it? -- it rained on the way back home. We can't complain, though, because we so desperately need the rain. That's the first time I've done anything outside (except for Donnie's funeral) since I was discharged from the hospital.