frustration to the nth degree

I want to be able to walk properly...with good posture that doesn't cause pain.

I want to drive my car.

I never thought I'd say this, but I actually want to go grocery shopping.

Hmph.

Ok, I guess some honesty would be nice. I have discovered, through this healing process since the day of my surgery, that I am an utter control freak when it comes to everything in my own life. Having NO control is slowly driving me insane!

Good news: I just confirmed an invitation for a ride to church tomorrow. Although she isn't feeling well herself, she still offered to take me and the boys. Isn't that sweet?

Perhaps I'll treat them to supper. ;o)