"Look what I can do!"

I've been out of the hospital for a few weeks now. 

Every day I am making progress.  And most every day I am so happy with a new (ie returned) ability that I call out to Bret, "Look what I can do!"

Things like-

Bending over the sink.
Standing from a chair without needing to push off or pull myself up by anything.
Spinning on one foot to dry my hands off on the kitchen towel while pushing the dishwasher closed with my other foot. (that's a fun one:))
Lifting my feet up while I'm sitting.
Twisting to look at something instead of turning completely around.
Standing for more than ten minutes.
Walk swiftly down the stairs.
Lift things slightly heavier than the baby. (over my head even!)

And that's all I can think of for now.  There's still much progress to be made.  I still look forward to the day I can laugh, cough, or sneeze without pain.  And jump up and down.  And carry laundry baskets downstairs instead of dragging them behind me.  And wrestle with my boys.  And being able to pick up a five year old who fell out of bed so I can put him back.  Sleeping on my side without feeling like my insides are about to fall out.

I am trying to remind myself that time heals all wounds and I will be back to full health eventually.  I might even be able to jump on the trampoline with my boys this summer...but that's probably not really going to happen until neeeext summer...But yes, time heals all wounds. 

And until that time comes, I'm enjoying the "Look what I can do!" moments. 

Like taking almost normal strides to the mailbox and stomping the snow off my boots:)