Update

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So I will be posting LoF in the next little while.  I had planned to do it earlier today, but the day just sort of got away from me.  Well, and Victoria didn't have it back to me until six, either, because she was busy being the mother of twins who are rapidly rolling all over the place.  I may have to get a new second beta when those twins start crawling/walking, as she says it's getting harder to sit at her laptop on the couch now that the babies don't just stay where she leaves them on their blanket on the floor and she hates using a playpen except when she is cooking.

It's nine days post-op.  Chris leaves tomorrow so he took me to the grocery store.  Well, we went to two grocery stores since the first one did not have all of what I wanted.  I rode on one of those scooter things with the basket in front of it.  The first store is better for handicapped accessibility.  Plenty of parking spaces near the door and big, wide aisles, and the scooters are right there at the front as soon as you walk in the door (which took me quite a lot longer than normal (and if someone had challenged me about my handicapped parking pass today I would have beaned them on the head with my cane, I'm pretty sure).  The scooters were not that great at maneuvering around, so wide aisles were a must.  They were having a huge produce sale and some fish on sale as well so I got a pound and a half of wild caught Pacific sockeye salmon for $8.99, which is almost unheard of.  Of course it had to be sold by today (and we ate it for dinner), so that may be why it was so cheap.  I got enough produce for a week and a half, so I didn't have to go shopping again until after they take out the first cath.

The second store had no empty handicapped parking.  It never does except maybe at night after seven.  It only has six slots anyway and they aren't really near the front door (I don't get that) and everything else close was full so we parked further away.  The scooters are kept almost all the way back across the front of the store from where you come in.  We had to get someone from guest services (sounds like a hotel) to come clean off one of the scooters because someone had mashed blueberries into the place where your feet go and the last thing I needed was that on the bottom of my shoes.  The other one had what looked and smelled like dried spilt milk on it.  Once one was clean we took it, but it was harder getting around.  Some idiot guy was walking next to his shopping cart instead of behind it so he was taking up the whole aisle.  I mean, seriously?  Next to your shopping cart while you are just walking down the aisle?  It's one thing to stop and stand next to your cart to get something, but while walking?

One of the aisles has a wooden structure displaying natural body washes (not in the body wash aisle) on one side and a metal rack displaying something else on the other side.  It was really, really hard to make that corner, but I needed to go down it to (TMI time) get pads (still bleeding from the surgery) and didn't want to go up the aisle next to it just to come down it from the other end.  Those aisles are long and I would have had to back out of it to get back out.  I absolutely love this store when I am mobile, but looking at it through handicapped eyes really made me see it differently.

Anyway we got everything that I think I shall need until I'm much more mobile, but it totally, totally wiped me out.  So I plopped and mindlessly played facebook games for a while.  Now we've got a few little things to do before I can get to posting the chapter.

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They're not supposed to clutter up the place with aislestacks like that. -_- The grocery manager is lazy. And shame on that guy with the cart. I push my cart in all kinds of wacky ways, but when in public, it's sort of important to make sure one isn't an obstruction to others. Especially when those others have limited maneuverability.

Though I guess all of us have our zonked out days, eh?