I'm either really brave or really stupid. These are the undies that Kevin bought me after the c-section. The band was high enough that it didn't hurt my incision. At least they're about two sizes too big now! (That's the only good news here.)
Maybe I can use this as my before picture.
Anyway, I'm really behind on laundry since I can't go up and down the stairs very well right now. Next time we buy a house, I'm requesting a main floor laundry room.
I do have an appointment with the knee doctor today. So does Kevin ... they have confirmed what we suspected ... a torn ACL. Mainly, I just want to know if I should keep jogging or not. Kevin says that moving it is the best thing for it, but when it hurts worse the more I move it, I tend to not believe him. He's not a doctor ... he moves stuff on trains. Next time I need advice on transporting cargo ... I'll ask him.
So ... now that I've embarrased myself enough for one day ... I'm going! (Hmmm ... for some reason I'm in the mood for a muffin top!)