Please pardon this interruption, but so many of our friends and family have asked about Pretty’s personal saga with her knee replacement which now includes another hospital stay this week for a second procedure three months after the original surgery. Her doctor assured me today all was well, and so I will take him at his word, although I seem to recall this was the same remark he made after the first operation. Hm.
Pretty’s old knee in happier times
with Smokey Lonesome Ollie in Texas
Pretty is connected to a gazillion machines with blinking lights and flashing numbers that apparently have some meaning to somebody somewhere, but not to Pretty or me. The most important machine is one that keeps her knee in constant motion bending it at various angles. I have named it the Constant Motion Magic Machine because it is supposed to make her knee regain flexibility following today’s manipulation by Dr. Cool and Smooth. Here’s hoping.
Pretty and The Red Man on Worsham Street
(before any problems with her left knee)
If all goes according to plan, Pretty will be home Thursday and beginning another arduous round of physical therapy. She is very determined to bend her knee to her will; I admire her for that.
Thank you to all of you who have called, texted, visited, brought homemade brownies with homemade whipped cream to her hospital room…or delivered Dutch comfort food to Casa de Canterbury in the form of a delicious casserole filled with meat, potatoes, cheese and cabbage… or brought brand new purple and white socks to the hospital tonight in honor of the colors of the Suffragette Movement. We are so very lucky to have friends like you in our lives. For our cyberspace friends who live in other parts of the USA and other countries around the globe, bless your hearts for caring.
Kindness is catching on – big time.