NOT as bad as it looks
It has been 10 days since I had a drill in my knee and boy do I feel better with each new day! Tomorrow, the doctor said I can take off the steri-strips, I'll take his word for it cause the thought of a deep open would on my leg makes last night's dinner closer than I want it to be. Ho Hum, here I am, alone at home. Ethan and Romay are in White Mountain for a ski meet, Jason at work and the dog isn't even keeping me company. So, I'm going to take a bath. That'll be refreshing, except that by the time I hobble in there and finish by balancing getting out with my arms and one free leg 2 hours later, Jason will be home. So I can at least say I did something constructive with my enormous amount of time. Here's a tid bit for you. Martin Buser and I had the same doctor, in the Doc's office there's a poster of Buser, "Thanks, Doc, for putting me back together." If I ever see Buser in Galena (where we're moving to!), I know we can hit it off telling about recovery. "Did you take your pain pills?" Speaking of pain pills, still have those, unopened. I'm going to get through this, the tough Eskimo mentality, "don't need those things." haha. Well, Jason can tell you how I pushed myself too much one day and ended up crying. It wasn't rocket science to figure that I should listen to my body and rest more the next few days.
We are moving to Galena! There is a Galena, Illinois, so just in case someone misread that it is in Alaska. The boys basketball team won the state championship last night and the girls got the academic award, a 3.8 gpa. We've heard quite a number of positives and are ready for those kinds of changes. That's a brief update from Koyuk. More tomorrow, when I finally get myself outta the bath.