I’m having ACL surgery early this afternoon, part of my civic duty to check out our town’s new hospital, as well as my patriotic duty to help stimulate the medical economy. As my son Graham wrote in his birthday card to me recently, “You’re not getting older, Dad, just more interesting to the medical profession.”
I stay overnight tonight, then on crutches for a while. I hope to be able to work at my PC via my recliner, though I’m not sure I’ll be up for that tomorrow. My wife laughs at how optimistic I am about how soon I’ll be mobile. Might have to post via Audblog only for a day or two or…
I’ve been too busy since I got back from Blogger Con yesterday to do much reflecting about this. And I have a presentation in the Cities this morning on weblogs for non-profit organizations so I don’t have time to walk in the Arb or write in my journal, either. Which bugs me. Not having enough time for a little solitude is almost like not brushing my teeth or taking a shower. It’s no biggie but it’s unsettling in a small way.