Ice coff-ay rocks!

I went out of the house for the first time in a week today and I felt like a little girl. My wife came home from work, picked up the kids and called to tell me to wait outside for them. We went for a ride around town and stopped at a nearby Dunkin Donuts to get ice coffees. Yummy. I was feeling alright so we decided to go to BJ's Wholesale as we were nearby and are currently low on baby wipes.

We headed in and noticed the little motor scooter/shopping cart thingy for people who have a hard time walking. My wife said why don't you use it so you won't be on your feet the whole time. I felt kind of awkward, but decided to try it out so I asked the lady for the key to one of them.

I sat down and tried to recline as much as possible so as not to aggrevate where the incision is. I drove around the store and got a new appreciation for people who need to use wheelchairs. Maybe it's just because I'm still on the road to recovery, but it felt like everyone around the store was going in super-fast motion. The go cart thingy had some pep to it so I was able to get around quickly, but the stopping part I need to get used to. The bloody thing seemed to abruptly stop no matter how I would let go of the accelerator. (There was only a forward and backward lever on the handle, no brake handle.) This made for some interesting stop and gos.

When we were done shopping and I returned Speed Racer to its rightful parking space, I slowly walked back to the van considerably more sore than when I first walked in. Maybe I should have skipped the go cart and used the ole two legs, or maybe I should have just stayed in the van. Anyway, it was nice to get out of the house even for just a while. Now I'll be taking my ice-packed groin to lay down and rest.