Today the gramma and I are driving across Illinois to see my surgeon, the one who did my original surgery 10 years ago. I had made an appointment to see him for a while from now, but he was so worried about the infection he called me yesterday to ask me to come in ASAP.
And so we are.
The yarn above? I’ll post about that later. But it is pretty much how I feel right now…
Catloaves, please!
