I'm alive and well and still working on getting used to my new knee, which celebrated its two-month birthday on the 17th. I went in for what is euphemistically called a "manipulation" -- they knocked me out and manually bent my knee to 'break' the scar tissue -- two weeks ago and am doing great. From that procedure I gained 30° more range of motion. And when I woke up I was not in any pain. Still doing arduous PT a few times a week (I offered my therapist my earrings if she'd stop 'stretching' me -- she refused) -- trying to get strong for our flight to Barcelona and then cruise from there to Venice in about a month from now.
Our trip will interfere a bit with my planting, but I assure all the local nurseries that I will be at it as soon as we return. I have a responsibility to bolster nursery sales, after all. We have started pruning rose bushes, spraying and cleaning up, but I have not yet planned out where I'll put all the pots and more importantly, what I'll put in them. I can do this, though, while I'm icing my knee.
My DIL posted this today of our two-month old grandson:
It reminds me of a photo Melissa took four years ago of Ariana when we visited Johns Hopkins.
Our trip will interfere a bit with my planting, but I assure all the local nurseries that I will be at it as soon as we return. I have a responsibility to bolster nursery sales, after all. We have started pruning rose bushes, spraying and cleaning up, but I have not yet planned out where I'll put all the pots and more importantly, what I'll put in them. I can do this, though, while I'm icing my knee.
My DIL posted this today of our two-month old grandson:
It reminds me of a photo Melissa took four years ago of Ariana when we visited Johns Hopkins.
