It’s been six weeks since I took my little tumble. I have another project that I finished during this stint. My brother,Carl and sister-in-law, Cindie, also gave me a canvas paint by number. The physical therapist suggested that I get up every half hour and move during this project..and so, I did. Below is the finished project.

I’ve always thought that six weeks was the magic number for all surgeries to heal. As of this week, I am at that point. I see the doctor tomorrow to see if I return to work on Tuesday. To be completely honest, I don’t feel that I am actually ready. The physical therapists have told me that I can walk around the house cane-free but not outside. With still a limp inside and using a cane outside, I’m not sure that I’m ready to return to work. I would really like to return with no assistance. Yet, it will not be my decision. I have come leaps and bounds and I feel very lucky and grateful to be where I am at now, but I do think another week or two could help tremendously. Maybe, I’m just gun-shy, nervous about falling again. We will just have to wait and see what the doc thinks. 🙂