I picked up my crutches from the surgeon's office today. I wonder why they provide crutches; I get the other gear (raised toilet throne, long handled picker-upper and sock holder) from a hire place in Opawa. Tomorrow morning I do my second blood test, then I'm ready for the man with the scalpels and the power tools.
In the meantime, life at work has become more complicated, with yet more changes to my role in the offing. I can't say anything yet, as the plan changes day by day. Speed wobbles? Who, us? Surely not.