<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>I have a few minutes of peace with Chloe.  Of course, once you're 'post-surgery' you become a sort of celebrity with the staff.  All sorts of stuff they want you to do, and lying in bed and relaxing is not one of their ideas.<br/><br/>“I called the nurse. I’m guessing they would have you walk a bit. I’d rather they be here as you attempt it though.”<br/><br/>I get some socks put on my by the nurse.  She smiles....almost a 'welcome back' type of smile.  Gingerly, I stand, ready for my insides to go swirling around or worse, rushing down my legs in some sort of nightmarish torrent.<br/><br/>But no.  I stand.  I feel weird.  I slight flash of dizziness passes and Im upright.  Chloe brings a walker over to me.  I smile weakly.  But Im glad to have it.  Im not ready to solo at this point.<br/><br/>“Best use this until you know you don’t need it instead of learning you wished you had it. So let’s go, Kimmie. We’re doing laps around the ward.” #Giggle<br/><br/><em>"Laps.....like plural....as in 'more than one'...?  You have such great expectations" </em>I smile<br/><br/>We walk....down then end of a corridor.  It seems like its a half mile long....take a left and go a shorter distance....another left....and another 'half mile' returns us to the opposite end of the nurses station.  The nurses are all enthusiastic and positive.  We do one more lap....by the time I reach the nurses station the 2nd time, my legs are tired.  Im helped by Chloe, back to my room and onto the bed.<br/><br/><em>"Well that was at least 10 miles"</em>I giggle and give her hand a squeeze to say 'thanks for being there'<br/><br/>“Need something to eat baby? Here, water is always good.”<br/><br/>"Water would be wonderful"  I say gratefully.  Chloe holds the glass and guides the straw into my mouth.  I think this is the absolute best, that water has ever tasted.....I take a long pull on the straw and feel a sense of 'recovery' in my legs.  My other insides are ok....a little cranky at having been disturbed, or in this case, completely re-arranged.<br/><br/>I lie back.....I reach the nurses individually in Foresight and thank them.  I feel their 'youre welcome' come back to me in a warm wave.  They obviously know my procedure....but do they know the reasoning for my transition to becoming a woman?  I dont know?<br/><br/>I begin to get drowsy.....I gently pull Chloe down to my face and give her a kiss....<em>"Im falling asleep, Im afraid....see you in a little while...."<br/></em><br/>I feel a little tingle in my Foresight.....Isis has said 'good night' to me.<br/><br/>