Staples

Bud, Paula, Katie, Mina, Joe

Kathleen's doctor visit went very well today. Her busy orthopedist, who arguably has replaced more knees than anyone in the state, looked at today's x-rays and pronounced her knee "perfect." We don't know if he was just admiring his own work, but that was certainly exactly what we wanted to hear. Further, he said, get rid of the walker, stop taking warfarin -- take an aspirin instead, drive whenever you're ready and only wear the hated support hosiery on the right leg during the day. No night stockings. Yippee! On Day 15!
Kathleen will continue formal physical therapy for another month, but to celebrate the removal of the staples, we enjoyed dinner with our very supportive neighbors at the clubhouse tonight. Kathleen walked in and seated herself, thank you.
There was more news at the table tonight than just Kathleen's knee job, of course. Mina reported, somewhat breathlessly, that she spotted a cow running loose on the fifteenth fairway this morning. There are no farms near us, so a lost cow provided a buzz for the diners. Mina said that it was a brownish cow for sure, not a deer or big dog. Well yes, it could of been a horny bull on the make, but Mina didn't have the time or inclination to sex the beast.