Just one pound lost this week, but it's still a pound lost. The better news is that Erica is ditching her walker, for at least some of the time. She's just using a cane now to go to work, and is doing great at it. Last night, (and I almost had a heart attack when I saw it) she walked UNAIDED (as in no walker, no cane, no NOTHING) from her chair in the family room to the staircase, a distance of at least 15 feet. Wow.
She's practicing being more mobile so that she can help our friend take care of the kids when I leave for Honolulu in a couple of weeks (just for a few days), and also when we travel to New York/New Jersey in June for her niece Kim's wedding.
We have also gone through the stuff that used to not fit her, and have pulled out a few pair of slacks and shirts that fit her better, thus avoiding any "wardrobe malfunctions".
So things are moving right along. It's getting better all the time, to quote an old Beatles' song. And for those of you who did not grow up in the Sixties, it's Paul McCartney's old group, before he formed "Wings".
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