One Month

It was right after the May board meeting that I had knee surgery, and just before the June meeting when I came back. That does not mean I am a healed bionic woman, but I am on the mend. And I am still in the phase of daily amazement about how well -- or not so well -- my body heals, or does not heal.

Of course, being off work is always a humbling experience in library land. The library does operate -- and it operates very well -- with or without me. I don't have to be here to check out a book for you. There are plenty of well trained people in the building who can help you with books and research.

It was a curious three weeks for me, staying home, sleeping a lot, finally getting bored enough to wash windows and woodwork. That is really bored. And I had curiously good care from my husband who kept my knee ice packed whenever he saw me sitting or reclining.

I have met an interesting group of professional physical therapists, who despite their reputation have not made me cry. They have made me laugh, and we share goofy stories as they distract me from the monotony and discomfort of knee repair work.

It is only a month. I do have to remind myself as some mornings I hobble to work.
It is only a month. And I do still groan when I roll over in my sleep.
It is only a month. I am gaining, and I will conquer.
It is only a month......