After a long and busy day spent in Fresno for Dr appointments, and squeezed in a nice dinner and some window shopping with the hubby, I came home and while fumbling around trying to turn my cell phone light on so David could see the keyhole in the door (we always forget to turn the porch light on before we leave), I stumbled on a package on the front steps. I had totally forgotten my mom told me to expect a package from my sweet grandmother. I always get so excited and have to rush inside and open it before I do anything else. It was a package full of books to help with painting. I love it! A few months ago she sent me a bunch of stuff to paint with watercolors. I love painting and I'm positive I get this from my very talented grandma who among her many other hobbies, is an amazing painter. I think the books are just what I need to get me motivated to paint more. After all, my Monday nights just opened up now that the craziness that is The Real Housewives of New Jersey has ended it's season. :) I'm sure David would love a painting for our upcoming wedding anniversary.
I saw my Orthopedist today for another follow up since my knee surgery. He said the scars should lighten up a bit...I sure hope so, they're still pretty dark and not very pretty. Still have to wear the ugly brace, and no bending, twisting, squatting, running (haha like I do that anyway). It's been a month since I had the surgery to repair my torn menescus, and it looks a whole lot better, but there's one area that's still a little swollen. I've learned not to bend too far or squat the hard way..since I've been off the crutches and walking really good now, sometimes it's hard to forget and I'll squat down to pick something up, like I did this morning, and OUCH! Sharp shooting pains, and then it's sore for the whole day. It's definitely a process, still learning my limits I guess. Physical Therapy is a whole other story...I feel like they are there just to torture me LOL :)
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