Owww

Sorry to complain here...but a sprained ankle is really not so much fun.

It hurts. Every day. When you wake up. When you are singing in choir (something new I am doing at the WLLC (world's largest lutheran church which is oh so fun). After you mow part of the lawn. After hosting a dozen enthusiastic and endearing teenagers at the outdoor batting cage with donuts yup on Sat. morning.

Icing multiple times per day. Doesn't look so great, splint with dress...

OK so it hurts. Guess I'm alive then.

Small steps. Small improvement.

(crutches at Walgreen's taking Super G to get new sunglasses)

Today I am most thankful for --- valet parking.