Kathleen made it all around Cub Foods yesterday in her first grocery shopping trip since her knee replacement nineteen days ago.
She was greeted warmly by the many familiar faces there. (They didn't seem to recognize her substitute buyer, who has bravely ventured in to gather essential supplies during her brief absence.) Her pal, assistant floor manager Jer, will now be calling her The Bionic Woman.
Kathleen didn't bring her walker. The original plan was to rely on the shopping cart for balance. She soon left it behind, walking unaided from the bakery to the deli to frozen foods -- her escort trailing along, pushing the cart, keeping up, submitting the occasional suggestion for consideration.
