the small things in life

I giggled this morning.  I discovered that I could stand on one leg without pain, and it made me stupidly happy. I did it several times to prove to myself that it wasn't a fluke. I celebrated by washing my right foot in the shower.  It hadn't been scrubbed in 2 months.  It's been that long since I could put weight on my left leg without pain. I have to shift weight to my left leg slowly, but it's consistently painless that way.

I look forward to my leg not hurting when I move it farther, faster, and with the jostling that's part of a normal gait.  Cheers for progress.