I had an adventure today. I picked up my niece from school and slid and fell down a muddy hill. My hood protected my head and I did not hurt my reconstructed ankle but my back is sore. I landed and looked up into my niece's huge, startled brown eyes and a few teachers/parents checking on me.

Then I got home and washed my new coat and the zipper broke in the wash (I followed the directions). So that's going back and I had to shop for another coat today of all days. Until it comes I will have to wear my 2 sizes too big coat from before I lost so much weight.

I'm just so, so grateful my ankle is ok. The surgery I had required 6 weeks on bedrest with my leg elevated, 10 weeks in a cast, 6 weeks in a boot, 3 months in a hefty brace and almost 5 months of PT. So I try very hard to not damage the repairs.

But what a day!