Where's my walker?My hips hurt.My knees hurt. My feet hurt. But I feel so good for doing something bigger then myself for once. Thanks so much for all of the support. I seriously could have never done any of that without you. You will be proud to know I did the ENTIRE walk. I didn't get swept (that means having to get picked up by a van and brought to the next pit stop because of giving up or walking too slow). I thought of you guys all weekend. I walked for all you girls, so you never have to go through the pain of being diagnosed, and I walked for all you boys, so you have a second base. Now I'm going to go to bed, because I'm still worn out. I was back at work on Monday and with a job where you walk all day...... recovery may take a while. My feet got so swollen at the end of Monday night that my toes didn't touch the ground when I was standing or walking. Okay, time to quit complaining about the pain. Oh, and I fell in love this weekend. Smucker's Uncrustables, Bengay, and men in pink. Pink bras.  
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