45 degrees and counting...

Yup...you read it correctly. I'm at 45 degrees of flex. Halfway to my goal! It doesn't hurt, but it does pull at the skin a bit. It just makes it a little taught, but nothing uncomfortable. I was in the machine for about 7 hours today. It's random, but I just forget to pay attention to the time when I'm in it. When I first heard the news about being in it for 6 to 8 hours a day I was pretty put out. Now that I have it around, it actually isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Since I have to alternate time on and off it it makes me move around and kind of gives me a purpose to get up for the day. It also keeps me from sitting the same spot and making mom and dad's couch severely uneven.

I watched a lot of CSI and Bones today. I'm pretty confident that I've seen every episode of both shows. I think I just have them on in the background because it's noise while I sit on the internet. I'm quite amazed that I have so much to look at (between blogs, Etsy and facebook) that I manage to keep my computer on my lap, or very nearby, for 4 - 6 hours right when I wake up for the day. If I throw in message boards, I don't think I'd ever put the damned thing down.

Today mom & dad had new windows installed. I woke up around 9 or so and heard them working on the windows in the front of the house. The hammer was banging and I know for most people, that would mean they wake up because of the constant noise. Not me. I went right back to sleep after I identified the noise and slept like a baby. I didn't wake up until the afternoon. I sometimes feel lazy when I wake up at such a late hour, then I remember what time I went to sleep and don't feel quite as lazy.

Kyle came over tonight and became a dream come true when he offered to bring over Zoolander and a Temple mocha. He arrived with that lovely beverage in his hand and I rejoiced. It was a beautiful way to start an evening. Katie and her mom also dropped by for a few. I think I've seen Katie more than anyone since I've been laid up...and she lives 3,000 miles away. What're best friends for, right? I'm trying to get her to make me steam cake tomorrow before she goes to the airport too. The one she made the other day was crazy delicious and I hope she has time before she jet sets again.

I didn't wake up and remember to call the doctor and ask about my quad exercises in time, but it's on the list for first thing tomorrow morning. And by tomorrow...I now mean today. I'm need to create better sleeping habits.