My mother surprised OB and G last week and came back up here for Christmas and i overheard her say to G some day, "but Stacey was walking real good this morning...", a good friend came to see me for a brief 24 hr stint last week and by the end of the day that i'd picked him up at the airport, i was struggling but the next morning, he said to me, "...but A A, where u running going?" A few weekends ago, we went to do our Saturday ritual (get eyebrows done) and G was amazed at how well i was walking.
On all the occasions, i had been walking "normally" - well - as normal as I can be. It was always that in the mornings, I would struggle less than at the end of the day, but i definitely feel better and look better these days. There may be a light at the end of this tunnel afterall.