24 days to cast-off.  Both will be removed on 1/24.  I expect circulation to improve in feet and ankles, which have become a mite tender with ankle-to-thigh protection.  For my recently re-attached knee tendons, that is.

The staples were pulled last week, on 15^th day of the 12/12 surgery.  That was nice.  Now it’s only the wrapping and taping under the casts, in each of which he sawed a roughly four by six inch opening, a window to the wound, replacing it after his look-see and staple-removal.  Neatly done, in my hospital-style bed in our living room with a not-bad view from 2^nd floor of Oak Park Avenue’s tree tops.

My occurrence at the Green Line OP Ave. station (not at Owl Creek Bridge, as in the Ambrose Bierce story) happened in mid-afternoon 12/11, when I missed a step and the cement landing came up to meet my knees suddenly and harshly.

More later on all that.  I’m getting tired of standing at the PC.  (Can’t bend knees, you know.)  As for the injury itself, for scholarly articles go here and report back to this blog.  Or don’t bother.  I am sure to tell you more than you want to know about it before this account ends.