It has been said that the longest journey begins with one step. That wise person didn't say how slow the steps would be! For those of you who know me, sitting for long periods of time is not my forte. I'm learning it doesn't matter if that's not a strong point. When recovering from surgery, there is, inevitably, a whole lot of sitting going on.
There's sitting, and then there's sitting comfortably. Let's just say I'm in love with my recliner.
Oh you with the wide cushy arms
that now house my little pillows, my cell phone, and my elbows!
Let's not forget the foot rest, oh no!
It's is you who allows me sleep well with my legs extended and supported.
I'm safe in your loving embrace.
Although, sometimes, mostly in the early morning hours,
I do feel rather trapped, kind of like sinking, in a bog,
not sure how I'll get out - HELP!
Oh wait - it's better now that I can raise and lower the foot rest by myself.
Here I am in my beloved recliner. I think Jarret took this picture on Friday. I look kind of loopy. We found a new use for the "boppy," the nursing mother's pillow. Instead of it holding the baby, it holds my tray, my laptop, a book, my kindle, and anything else I need to put in my lap. Thanks Emily!
Susan, you've got to share some of those drugs you were taking while writing the ode to your lazygirl recliner.
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