The Procrastinators' Meeting has been PostponedFirst off, let me thank everyone for the very kind words from my last post. I very much appreciate your sweet comments.
To update, my knee is holding up well thanks to the cortisone shot I had about ten days ago. I'm able to bear weight on it and ambulate almost normally, though I do find it helps to ice it down every day.
I went for an MRI late last week, and I'm afraid my stage-diving days are over. I have a bone-on-bone situation on the inner part of the knee where the cartilage is worn away, and the remaining cartilage is soft and bruised. It could be better, it could be much worse. I start physical therapy after the Thanksgiving holiday, 3x a week for six weeks. Between strengthening my legs and periodic cortisone injections, I hope to stave off the surgeon for as long as possible.
Aging seriously sucks.
I recently read Pattie Boyd's autobiography. To briefly review it, her life has been nothing short of amazing. She grew up in Africa, returned to London where she started modeling, met and married a Beatle, divorced George Harrison for Eric Clapton, and was the muse for two of the most seminal tunes of a generation. In between, she traveled the world over. But she tells her tale in such a dispassionate and almost detached manner, that I really didn't connect with her or feel the excitement that such a journey should engender. I also came away really disliking Eric Clapton to the point that I will endeavor to read his new autobiography just to learn more about his rehabilitation and how he turned his life around.
Otherwise, life has been pretty hectic. My calendar the rest of the year is filling up fast. I have no idea how I'm going to get ready for the holidays, so I guess I'll do what I do every year... wing it. If I do get around to sending Christmas cards, I'll definitely be using these stamps... an homage to intarsia knitting!