Today my daughter came by to do some laundry. I asked if she would take me to the grocery store.
After a bit of adjusting–car seat all the way back and me lifting myself half up onto the seat back–I was able to get my straight leg into her car.
A bit of grocery shopping, a quick stop to buy a tomato plant, and then home again, jiggity jig (ha, I can barely walk let alone do even a bad jig).
That was the first outing since surgery and now my knee is protesting. Thus the “rest” part.