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Friday

  It was a busy day of driving two hours round trip for a 5-minute doctor's appointment.  But the good news was that he didn't feel I needed a biopsy done of the area in my nose that is still healing after more than two months from a staph infection.  It had actually gone down to the cartlidge in my nose.  He said he did see skin regrowing and that doing a biopsy would be a setback in that progress.

  To not make the trip entirely wasted, I went to a department store, Kohl's, that I hadn't shopped at since I lived in Florida 13 years ago and walked around looking for good clearance deals.  The only thing I found was a hoodie sweatshirt for Charlie to wear this fall when we are sitting on the front porch in the mornings.  But I walked a mile, which is what I've been striving for since I started my physical therapy.

   My knee looks worse today, with much more bruising than it did before I had the stitches removed Tuesday.  I watched two videos on YouTube last night to see how the surgery is actually done and feel like I understand the pain a little better than I did last week.  One of the videos was animated, and the other was of an actual live patient surgery.   The animated video showed how they inject water between the joint behind the kneecap to make space for the surgical camera and tools.  But the live surgery looked like a kid playing a video game the way he operated the equipment inside the knee.  While I understand now why it hurts as bad as it does, I'm more concerned now with how recovery will go after a full replacement of the right knee.  

  Across the road from where I sit on my front porch having my morning coffee is a rather large honeysuckle vine growing on several old trees.  When the wind blows just right, I get that scent of honeysuckles, with a few of the wild roses still blooming.

  The weather has been chilly the last few mornings, and very windy with some rain and severe thunderstorms during the day.  I don't think it got above the high 60s today.  But we've been blessed to have missed the tornados the central states and Kentucky have been hit with.

  These are the roots of a tree that fell a few years ago, just up the alley from me.  It looks like an old Green Man ... or perhaps The Mother of All Mandrakes.  Either way, I love it and will have to take some seasonal photos of it going forward.

  Wishing you a safe and memorable weekend ... Hugs, Ci 💚