Baby Steps

Baby Steps

Scott told me yesterday that every time someone asks him how I'm doing he tells them that I'm "getting better every day." Finally, he realized that this might not be the case, so he decided to ask me. I was kind of puzzled as I tried to answer.

There certainly are a lot of things that I cannot do. I am definitely still in pain (plus I'm off the narcotics. Boo.) But, as I look back on the last three (almost) weeks, I am reminded that I have come an awfully far way since February 15.

I'm sure that many of you have accomplished really impressive things in the last few weeks. Perhaps you helped a child reach a milestone. Maybe you had a huge presentation at work. Or possibly, as I had planned to be doing today, you helped make an auction a wonderful success, even in this recession.

I haven't done any of those things lately. But, I have compiled a sizable list of embarrassingly insignificant accomplishments. Prepare to be impressed ... a tiny bit.

• I washed my face.
• I got dressed (pajamas count as dressed, right?)
• I made myself a peanut butter and banana sandwich. (Yum!)
• I rolled over.
• I wrote a few thank you notes. (But not many. It's hard to sit up.)
• I reached into the kitchen cupboard and got a cup.
• I shampooed my own hair.
• I reduced my sleeping to one nap a day.
• I got out of a chair by myself.
• I got out of bed by myself.
• I lifted my own dinner plate.
• I put on my seatbelt.
• I brushed and dried my hair.
• I went outside for a walk. (Twice!)

It's the little things, I guess. Go me!