So Fresh and So Clean

Ahhh! Stitches out and I'm all sorts of happy. Mostly because of the AMAZING shower I was able to take tonight... with both legs in I might add. I love feeling clean! It's pretty much the best feeling in my opinion. So here are a few pictures of, well, me after my first full body
shower in 3 weeks :) and then some of my feet. 3 weeks down, only 5 to go!

I don't think I could have a bigger smile on my face
Im pretty sure all of you are wishing you had as cool as shoes as me. This is what I am wearing currently. Jealous?

Ok so a shot of both of my feet. Im proud to say you can see my bones in my feet and my ankle bone. It's amazing. They have been swollen for who knows how long. Pretty much years. Im glad my toes are not looking like little sausages now.

Here is the incision, scar on my right foot. Its been the most part of my recovery, and why its 8 weeks. Thank you toe! Its pretty long and my foot is oh so dry. I cant wait til I dont have to have it all bandaged up so it can get some air.

And this is how I be gettin' around these days. I have become PRO at the wheelchair and Semi- Pro at the crutches. Its an adjustment for both but I'm glad Im getting the hang of it.

The Little Things

We all take things for granted. Basic things, simple things. It's normal, isn't it? You live in a routine, for the most part, and the more routine, the more dependable the thing is, the more you stop noticing it. For instance, you don't really notice each time you take a breath, do you? You expect your heart and your lungs to just work for you each day.

Routine can be good like that. It can, at its best, free up you're mind. I like routine. No, actually, I have recently come to realize that I crave routine. I crave being able to wake up at 5 am each morning, showering, picking out something to wear. making my lunch, kissing my husband goodbye, driving to work, etc. You get my point. I know it's only been 2 weeks since my surgery, but each day it leaves me lying in bed, doing nothing. I have a lot of time to think, which brings me to my post today..I take too much for granted.

Health is something that too many of us take for granted. And if we don't take it for granted we don't pay it the respect it deserves. We just assume our body will move when we command it to. We assume that and we take it for granted. Really.

I have probably another 5-6 weeks to go lying here and I hope that this experience leaves me with a thankful heart and mind. And not to take for granted my ability to walk, or run, or breathe. I'm very thankful for the body I have been given. I have my challenges but I am thankful for them. I think they make me stronger and a better person. At least I hope that's the case.

You can't live your life taking note of every single thing. But every now and again, examine your world,your life and realize how good you have it.

And just remember, like Good Charlotte sings "Little things made me who I am today."

Chorus:
The little things,
little things they always hang around
the little things
little things they try to break me down
the little things
little things they just wont go away
the littles things
little things made me who i am today

Family

I love my families :) I hope you enjoy the random photos as much as I did.





















"To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there." ~Barbara Bush