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Judy graduated

 …from the walker to a cane.  Her balance is better.  Now she’s thump, thump, thumping her way around the house like Captain Ahab. We’ve assigned her an Indian name.  Princess Orange Toes. She’s got a Trump-tan from the antiseptic swabs they used before surgery.   She is doing well enough I could leave her alone for an hour to go take a walk.  Got cruised by turkey vultures and an osprey.    I’ve been meaning to show off my culinary prowess, but I keep getting sabotaged by considerate neighbors bringing food.  Tonight it was a fresh pot of homemade vegetable beef soup.  Thank you Lisette.  
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I fed Judy leftovers

 Not for dinner.  For dinner I cooked up a batch of Judy’s yummy homemade spaghetti (with a little coaching from the recliner chair).  The leftovers were last night when her knee was hurting.  I gave her one of my kidney stone leftover Oxycodones.  She went right to sleep. Good thing I work from home.  I got to run and get her stuff all day long.  The only thing I can’t do for her is help her not be bored sitting in a recliner chair all day.  She has to keep her leg elevated and iced for the first three days.  After that she can remove all the bandaging, shower, and start physical therapy.  We’ve done this before, this is the fourth scope she’s had done on this knee over the years, so we know PT can be difficult until the range of motion has been restored.  In the meantime, in-between bouts of ice and elevation, she’s hobbling around with the walker; making sure she keeps the knee moving even though movement is limited at this point.  
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Up at five

 Report to the clinic at six.  Surgery at seven-thirty.  Done by eight-thirty.  Judy awake by nine.  Checking out by nine-thirty.  We were in the car headed south by ten.  Deep fried burritos from Laredo Taco Company when we gassed up at Riviera.  Not a lot of conversation.  Picked up the dogs from Boy’s Camp in Edinburg by one.  Home by one-thirty.  This surgery stuff is easy.  The doctor found three problems in her knee.  There was some arthritis to smooth out, some worn cartilage to repair, and a little tear in the meniscus to clean up.  He thinks her knee will be fine, once it stops hurting. For those of you wondering what Judy was going to get for dinner, we had already used up the gas station food option for the day, so I fed her a nice hot dinner of meatloaf, green beans, and baked sweet potatoes.  Impressed? So were we when Barb and Henry brought it over. Hey, this being nice to Judy thing is easy too. 
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Road trip!

 We’re all done with me, so it’s Judy’s turn; her turn for attention.  That long awaited knee surgery is here.  We drove to Corpus today and set up in a motel for the night.  She reports for surgery at 6am tomorrow. It will be arthroscopic surgery to repair some damaged cartilage; outpatient surgery, so with any luck we’ll drive home in the afternoon before the drugs even start wearing off. Then I get to wait on her.