It is a very grey and raw day here in Central Massachusetts. I had to get up and get to Worcester for my post-op appointment with my knee surgeon. He told me that everything is lined up properly on my new 70 to 75% improved left knee. After all, he said in so many words, there will still be some pain because we're not 15 anymore and nothing could be done about your aching muscles and the bursitis. But now I am free to drive. I said, "Whoops! I've been driving for almost three weeks." He just looked at me. Then he said that I should take two Advil and come back and see him in two years. That is, unless I decide that I can't stand to stand on my 95% bad right knee and then I should come back sooner. Two years is fine with me. I am happy to hear that all is lined up correctly and in place. It still hurts a bit especially at night and I will be going to physical therapy until Christmas Eve. Then I should be free to live my life as I want.
But driving into Worcester today was just kind of depressing with all the grey. I decided that when I got home, I would go back to the Isle of Capri for a little while. I could use a little color in my life.