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Definitely wouldn’t send husband down...

A possibility. Sending husband down is no solution.

At my age, that work for me! The wine's in the cellar! The stairs are oak.

Considering that I am enjoying 100% relief, it was/will be worth "whatever" at twice the price. I live in essentially a three story house since much of the pantry and freezer are in the. basement, and I'm now doing stairs without pain or hesitation. Or hills, that I have been avoiding as descent has been excruciatingly painful. I am REALLY happy, and only wonder how long this will last. eta, this guy is the lead orthopedist for one of the Bay Area's major league teams, so he doesn't need me to pay the rent.

Is this becoming a version of "You look amazing! I've ALWAYS loved that dress!"

Thanks, and I wholeheartedly agree. I've had three hip replacement which were easy-peasy, but at my age a knee replacement (in essentially a three story house) sounds like a chunk of serious down-time, and questionable resurrection. To repeat, I have been astounded by the immediate help I get from riding my bike. Again, the first minute or so is agonizing, or has been, but once in stride, there is NO PAIN, and residual good feeling. I asked the Dr if I could forego the steroid for the time being and just concentrate on the bike, but he (got between me and the door and) strongly urged

After six months of quality of life issues I blamed on Covid restrictions rather than the fact that my right knee was going south, I bit the bullet and saw an orthopedist this morning. He recommended and administered a cortisone shot that I didn't feel. That, and my return to my exercise bike, will be my new life. The bike is funny. I shunned it for a long while because the knee hurt. But I recently found that once you get through the first minute of excrusia, the knee is happy spinning along. Dr agreed and said to just keep on keeping on.

I wonder what kind of “splinter” it was. Redwood splinters and rose thorns can be especially noxious.

Husband decompressing in the country, so I'm living the vida loca with food he dislikes. Like San Francisco classic Joe's Special. Usiing chard from the yard...

Well, this made ME laugh. The other night I was trying to bring a situation to husband's mind. We had joined friends for an antique event in north-mid Massachusetts. All I could remember was that the name of the town was somewhat "off". I couldn't rattle his memory by describing the friends, the items he was looking for or the hotel or the name of the town. OK, forget about it. But I just pulled up a Google map of MA and, bingo! Athol. One of my favorite repeated lines from "Lion, Witch and Wardrobe".

LOVE Calvados, and also stock Pommeau for times a lighter hand is indicated. Both, to use the loathsome word, delicious.

What month? I attract biting insects like honey does bears.

Wish we were there. Actually, wish THERE was there.

Heaven. Keep us informed/included. For years we visited Maine every summer. I miss it!