Relative Something

I can’t seem to get there. I can post pictures, but I can’t seem to get back to the mode of conjuring up my old style of highly informative, incredibly intelligent, sometimes witty, occasionally relative, blog posts. I’ve got facts. Yesterday, I did my daily exercises for my back. I drove Cyndie to Tria orthopedic center, twice. I stopped in to work for about 3 hours to frantically address all issues in the constrained amount of time. We picked up a wheelchair for Cyndie. She tried to roll herself along with me while I took my required daily 1/2-hour walk to exercise my back. I pushed her most of the way. I received pictures and messages on my phone from Gary and friends up north on the bike trip. I drove to the drug store to drop off Cyndie’s prescriptions. I did dishes. I watched game 7 of the Stanley Cup championship game. Boston won.

We are getting by, but it’s not much to brag about. One bit of good news about Cyndie’s knee, they released her brace from the 30 degree locked position. She is allowed to bend her knee. At this point, it appears that straightening it all the way will be the hard part.