Collarbones and Other Victories

Jun 10, 2013

I can see my collarbones in the mirror. They are so beautiful, I can't stop looking at them. 

I realized that I no longer need my seat belt extender when I get in the car. A big woot woot for that one!

I was able to walk all the way from my Cardiologist's office, down the hall to the 'vater, then through the lobby and into the parking lot...and into my car. Without having to stop and sit down to rest. Today I actually went to CVS. My first time in a store without a handicap cart. 

The puffiness on my necrobiosis has disappeared. It's finally back to just a flat discoloration on my leg. Every morning I look at my ankles and I'm so glad they're back. My beautiful slim ankles.

I keep thinking of when Dr. Pitarys helped me up on the exam table. I put my hands on his arms, then his shoulders to hold on as he helped me turn around and get up there. I said "it feels like we're dancing". Just the feel of his arms, his muscles rippling under his shirt sleeve...it's been so long since I've touched a man. A strong, well-built man. Not that measly little Worm of an ex-husband who mistreated me so badly last year. I am thinking now that I would like to date again. I would like to feel my hands on a man's strong arms. Making me feel like a woman, soft, sensual and desirable. 

Only a week til my surgery. So much to do...I can't wait to enter into this new phase of my journey. 

I can't seem to get my butt down into Twoterville. Maybe a few more days. I'd like to get there before the surgery.

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