Slow! Slow! Slow!

I am still crippled, but not so much as I was. If I look back with perspective, I can see the progress that my knee is making. I even look a little bit more natural as I go up and down the stairs alternating my feet. My sore knee doesn't feel as warm to the touch as it did earlier on, and my toes and leg are not swollen as much. That almost sounds as if I am healed, but the speed with which I move betrays all allusions that I am that well off. I was well enough off so that I was able to spray dandelions in the lawn with weed killer and to spray some Round Up on the grass around the rocks and around the trees. As you can picture the lawn doesn't provide a very flat surface to walk on and it gives my knee a good work out. I have to be more cautious as well, as I do not want to go down again. There was another first on Wednesday of this week. Clarine and I went to the Tooele swimming pool for the first time in two months. I swam my usual five laps, carefully climbed out of the pool, and ambled over to the current pool. We did our five laps against the current - backwards, frontwards, sideways-left leading, sideways-right leading and finishing off going backwards again as the finale. So I am happy with the status. We also did shifts in the temple on Monday and Saturday. They were tiring but satisfying. After completing our shift yesterday, we drove to Plain City, Utah where they held a birthday-farewell party for Clarine's grandson, Jeremiah Davies, who is leaving to fill an army commitment in Afghanistan. He got his army commission as a Lieutenant from Weber State ROTC last year. I was quite tired after that day was ended.