Good News!

I am freeeee!!! I can start walking now! (I can't really walk... my foot won't support my weight, but if it could, I'd be walking!) I can be up on my crutches and my knee cart as much as I want now! I'm only using the wheelchair when I'm too tired to stand anymore and it's wonderful to be upright once again. My bum is the size of Texas and about as flat (that's pretty flat, by the way) from all the sitting. So, next week I'm off to physical therapy! By the way, for you detail oriented people, this time Kyle and I counted the hardware when we saw the x-rays. Here's the total count: 7 screws, 1 plate, 2 pins, and some wire. Also, I have a treatment plan set up for my bone issue that includes supplements, more PT (physical therapy), lots of weight lifting (Oh, darn! Those of you who know me will understand that one!), and one of those prescription bone medications. In 1-2 years, I should have my bones back to normal. Right around the corner, eh? So, I'll see ya'll at the gym! (As soon as I can walk again and when I can afford a membership!)

The "Danas of our Lives"... another entry...

Today, we stayed home from church. Yes, I know what you are thinking. Rebels. Kyle stood out on the freezing cold for five hours last night at a health screening event, then got to stay up all night doing breathing treatments for two kids, and, to top it off, Jack was up about five (for a snack and romp for an hour or so.) When the alarm went off at 7:00am, for Kyle to get ready for his meeting, he discovered that his back was quite sore and starting to freeze up. I decided that, we were done for the day... before it even started! I told Kyle to go back to bed and I let the kids sleep. No one moved 'til about nine... which is pretty darn miraculous for us. So, we decided to enjoy our day of rest. HA! We should have known better! Shortly after lunch, I notice water on the floor in my pantry... Kyle is walking down the hall and notices that the water in my pantry is actually coming out of the bathroom and quickly filling up the hallway. Yup. The toilet flooded our house. We got to spend the afternoon mopping (not easy in a wheelchair), trying to keep the kids out of the mess, ripping up carpet, padding, and tack strips, and attempting to disinfect after splashing around in raw sewage for several hours. Now, our home is a rental and it is going to foreclose sometime in the next few months... do you think our landlord will replace the carpet? Well, I have to admit... he carpet in this house was so nasty, I actually almost prefer the bare concrete! By the way, thanks to Kyle's brother, Wade and my dad, Frank, for coming out to the rescue! Hope Kyle can walk tomorrow! I can hardly move already!