I’m moving at a snail’s pace. Little by little, I’m able to whittle…  Whittle away at the stuff to discard or pack to save.

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I was curious: “Is there a bruise?”  After a dozen pictures, I had images that illustrate the bruise. It wasn’t easy to get a picture of my backside because the camera was at arm’s length (in front) and aimed at the leg while I was standing in front of the mirror. ~~ I’m in pain, and I’m still hobbling around with a cane.