The first two months of 2024 were quite normal with a couple of exceptions. There were also very few pictures taken, so this is a combined post.
New Years Eve: the youngsters played; we went to bed
Greek dinner, New Years night
Cousins' farewell as the Youngs head to Disneyland
TONS of editing on my personal history
Cousins Breakfast in January
The Colver kiddos ate tacos and slept over
Lunch at Kristy and Hank's in Sundance
Virtual Portuguese tutorials with Lucy Jane before she went to Lisbon
Ramen with the Taylor-Woodburys in SLC
Only Meg for Family Dinner in February
The Knee Replacement That Wasn't
I quit walking after my broken-metatarsal surgery and I think everyone assumed it was because of my knees. It turns out, I was just lazy. My daughters thought I should have a replacement and get back into life. So in a visit with my primary care doctor I mentioned previous knee problems and she asked me to get some X-rays so she could see. The X-ray showed bone on bone and even a small divot. She was concerned and asked me to see an orthopedic guy. He was also concerned by what he saw. I scheduled knee-replacement surgery on Valentine's Day, made all the prescribed preparations, and showed up early on the morning of the 14th. I was fully prepped, ready to roll in. They were trying to find a vein for the IV when the surgeon arrived. I told him that I had been tempted to call him because I have no serious or persistent pain in the candidate knee. He was taken aback and as we talked it was evident that I hadn't made that clear to him in our initial consult. He explained that unlike heart surgery, this is an elective procedure and is to improve quality of life. Since my quality of life is inexplicably - miraculously - good, he said that given my lack of pain, if I were his father he would say, "Don't do it." So I didn't. I got dressed and went home. I have started walking again with SKT and doing over two miles a day with no pain the candidate knee, and only slight intermittent pain in the other.
The knee in question - why doesn't it hurt?
Hell, we even bought a walker
Souvenir - all that poking and they never found a vein
Meanwhile . . .
February Cousins Breakfast
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