Fozzie has been away for the past two weeks. He’s been by my side since my latest knee surgery. For those curious, this will be three knee surgeries in three years.
I’m getting really good at this.
There has been a screw in my knee since 1991 that I suspected was coming loose. It only took me ten months, lots of complaining and an ounce of begging to have it removed. It appears the patient is the last to be listened to.
Since it’s removal two weeks ago today it feels like a knee is suppose to feel. On the other hand it’s been so long I forgot what that’s like.
As I look back the problem was obvious – I had a screw loose.
If I had only listened to the bride and kids this problem would have been solved years ago.
Aside from my healthier knee, Fozzie wishes all of you a great week. He would also like you to know he is searching for a use of the loose screw. He will be testing his carpentering skills soon.
Wish him luck.
A Crack in the Pavement 