Feeling Better Again

Last Saturday thru Tuesday I was not feeling as perky as I had been the week before. Several topics were thought to be possible culprits. None of which were proven to be for sure. I decided to go ahead and just start walking again despite not feeling the best. Whether it was from walking or the problem passed that was making me feel bad, I don't know. One think I do know, I am feeling pretty good again. I am back to walking 2miles a day. Mom & I don't always get up early enough to go before it gets to hot. So, the last few days I've been going about 8pm. It takes me 1hr to walk 2 miles. Bob went home (our house) tonight, and since he goes with me in the evening I had to recruit someone else. This evening Peter went with me. We walked just alittle over 2 miles (setting a new goal). Last night the goal I set was not stopping until I got thru the first mile (our turn around point). It was quite the accomplishment as before last night I had been stopping any where from 4-5 times in the first mile! Last night, I only stopped twice in the 2nd mile to pick some flowers for Faith. 8-)
I have discovered that while I have been sitting here, my pesky brothers tied my leg to the chair with a bike cable. Then Mom proceeded to put a blanket on my head. (And do you wonder where I get my ornery streak??) ha ha My sweet daughter is trying her best to figure out the combination to free her Momma.
Thank-you for your continued prayers. I am feeling pretty good again, but I have had some pain return. My chest (incision area) has gotten rather painful the last few days. I believe it's from using my arms to much. I need to remeber to be careful. My biggest delima is getting out of chairs and bed. I can't use my arms to help myself up & sometimes forget. I know that is not helping my pain go away. Last night I felt some "rattles" in my right side. Mom listened to my chest and it sounded like I was snoring. It was rather funny. While it sounded funny, it wasn't necessarily a good sound. The praise is that rattle feeling is gone from my chest today.
Dad has been bailing hay the last few days. It has caused things to get rather crazy. Bob was out helping him yesterday. Mom is constantly running after things Dad needs or taking him & the boys to the next hay field. Faith & I tag along sometimes just to get in on some of the action.
Faith, Earnie & Peter are playing a card game. We "created" a card game just for Faith. She wanted to play cards, but couldn't comprehend Rummy. We made up a game just for her. 8-) But I need to put an end to the game to night and get her to bed. Until next time......