Progress

Mornings are the hard. I'll just put it right out there. For the first few seconds I'm awake in bed I almost forget I can't walk right now. I am determined to conquer the blues. Ain't no time to be boohooing in my morning coffee, that's for sure. 

 I can get to the bathroom by myself on the walker and on the knee scooter. Can I get an amen to that? 

It makes all the difference in my morale to be able to do something (anything) on my own right now.