During what turned out to be the last years of mom's life she would say to me, what are you going to do when you get my age? (In response to my ailments and disability.) She died last year at age 89. I began telling her I never plan to get "that" old. Of course, I have since realized that knowing the mind-body connection as it is, that is the last thing I need to be telling myself! lol

I'm having more issues with the arch and topside of the foot I landed poorly with as I fell... oh well.

The fall made me take Caleb out while in the motorized wheelchair. He has lost his knack to heel and work beside it ... not good. But at least it reminded me of needing to do that, keep his training fresh because I never know how he will be needed. The pavement was too hot for his feet, and I ended up letting him walk in the grass. I need to dig out his footies I sewed with leather soles and see if he remembers how to walk in them.

Not like I have anything else to do.