Recovering from double knee replacement. Three months of hell on earth but now walking about a mile unaided.
Best of all I don’t have to get it done again!
Now about Diana Gabaldon’s “Bees” book. It’s right up there with her most boring books 4,5,6. I really don’t need to read about Rachel’s bursting with milk breasts. It’s just gross. The whole story is a meandering mess with no point. Worst of all she has turned the most loving and sexiest couple ever into The Waltons. It’s just horrid. “Good Night, Ian” “Good night, Bree” “Good night Claire”. Good night John Boy. I really don’t care if she writes another book. Jamie and Claire have become so incredibly mundane I don’t care what happens to them.
Update on knees: walking well on my own without a cane. Mostly muscle soreness from a whole new way of walking. About 65-79% recovered.
















