Bored.to.death.

Day four of staying off my feet and I am bored out of my mind.

Granted, up until this point I have defined the term "off your feet" loosely. For example, Thursday we went to Alabama - but I stayed in the car other than to walk in to a few places. Yesterday, the boys had somewhere to be and since Marty had to work, I had to drive them. Which of course means that I had to take Marty to work, so we went out to lunch, stopped at the book store and even Walmart. (At Walmart I did use a zoomy cart, though.) All in all, I spent maybe 30 minutes on my feet yesterday.

So today. For some reason (see above?) today is a bad day. As long as I am off of my feet, they only cramp. If I walk they cramp and feel like they are on fire. I am not walking at all, other than when I have to. (Bathroom.) The boys have made my meals, brought me drinks and books and generally been my servants all day. Poor boys.

So, I don't know if I am going to survive 2-3 weeks of this. If you have any suggestions, please let me know because I am desperate.