Hi Mr. Jimmy,
You certainly do not appear so happy. You must be smiling soon on the inside!
Groovy socks. Match the tennis balls on your speed racer very well.
Happy rehab!
Steve B.
If that’s “happy”, I need to add this to my list of concerns…you know, right along with raising two teenagers, the presidential candidates, retiring too young, and if I should run to the store for a diet Pepsi and milk duds.
Seriously, hope it is going well…we are back to the hip doc tomorrow with Marissa…fingers crossed he will have some answers for her pain,
Six weeks in compression socks, Will…Off at night back on in the morning. I guess that’s one benefit of fidelity: It’s not a pretty sight, but she will see it through.
Clearly you got yourself out of your bed and to your desk, and I can see your computer right there at your elbow. Another couple of days you’ll be driving yourself, much to Uber’s loss.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Saddest picture I have ever seen. Probably should be the poster picture for “New Knee Times.” If I have to make the decision to have this type of surgery…I believe I will pass on the surgery and re-start the daily induction of Southern Comfort!!!
Once you get to the point I had reached — pain with every step, just hobbling with a cane to fetch the morning paper — those are the only alternatives you have. But I guarantee you, John, at age 70 — like we are Southern
Comfort is not the answer. Look what it did to Janis Joplin…And she was 30-something.
Jim:
That was sure fast surgery!! Glad you are home. Why don’t you take some time off from your blog and just relax. I’m sure you should stay off your knees.
Cheers,
Laura
Actually, Laura, the doctor and the therapists want you up on it as soon as possible. That way you don’t lose as much muscle tone and you start building up flexibility in the new joint…The joint itself feels very good. I feel like hell otherwise.
No, Gayle, she usually doesn’t read the blog…Mostly just looks at the first line or two that come with the email notification that I have posted. So I can get away with murder, and all sorts of perversity, on the blog…
JimmyCsays: At the juncture of journalism and daily life in KC
Hi Mr. Jimmy,
You certainly do not appear so happy. You must be smiling soon on the inside!
Groovy socks. Match the tennis balls on your speed racer very well.
Happy rehab!
Steve B.
If that’s “happy”, I need to add this to my list of concerns…you know, right along with raising two teenagers, the presidential candidates, retiring too young, and if I should run to the store for a diet Pepsi and milk duds.
Seriously, hope it is going well…we are back to the hip doc tomorrow with Marissa…fingers crossed he will have some answers for her pain,
As of now, I am in control here in the White House… And here at JimmyCsays.
Finally, someone has recognized dysfunction and dereliction of duty and has stepped forward to take the reins…Thank you, General Haig.
Best comment ever.
You know, sometimes Vicodin does that to your mouth, and it erases any Botox you had before surgery.
I wasn’t aware of such surgical subtleties, Tracy.
Ah, no worries, Grumpy: the compression socks/leotards will eventually be replaced by normal men’s hosiery and a beneficent attitude.
Also? Looks like there’s not that much swelling (relatively) on the new knee. Looks to be a good outcome.
Six weeks in compression socks, Will…Off at night back on in the morning. I guess that’s one benefit of fidelity: It’s not a pretty sight, but she will see it through.
Also … keep your feet up!
Congratulations!
Jim – Glad you are home and things are going well. You just need some pie. A la mode.
For the first time in years, Jim, I have no interest whatsoever in sweets. I am really sick…
Clearly you got yourself out of your bed and to your desk, and I can see your computer right there at your elbow. Another couple of days you’ll be driving yourself, much to Uber’s loss.
I’ll only take Uber if David Plouffe comes around and picks me up…
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Saddest picture I have ever seen. Probably should be the poster picture for “New Knee Times.” If I have to make the decision to have this type of surgery…I believe I will pass on the surgery and re-start the daily induction of Southern Comfort!!!
Once you get to the point I had reached — pain with every step, just hobbling with a cane to fetch the morning paper — those are the only alternatives you have. But I guarantee you, John, at age 70 — like we are Southern
Comfort is not the answer. Look what it did to Janis Joplin…And she was 30-something.
Jim:
That was sure fast surgery!! Glad you are home. Why don’t you take some time off from your blog and just relax. I’m sure you should stay off your knees.
Cheers,
Laura
Actually, Laura, the doctor and the therapists want you up on it as soon as possible. That way you don’t lose as much muscle tone and you start building up flexibility in the new joint…The joint itself feels very good. I feel like hell otherwise.
They shoot horses, don’t they?
Don’t put me down, podner…I’ll be back.
Thanks for sharing, Jim! Now what have you got for tomorrow? Anything for this weekend?
I think I’ll be going with “evergreens” for a while, Julius.
Well. you look thrilled.
Life’s just a bowl of cherries…Too bad about the big pits.
You always did look cute in nylons.
I thought you might have kept that between us, John.
Does Patty know? :-(
No, Gayle, she usually doesn’t read the blog…Mostly just looks at the first line or two that come with the email notification that I have posted. So I can get away with murder, and all sorts of perversity, on the blog…
You devil you.
My sons says a morning ( July 26) story reports 32 — THIRTY TWO !– let go from Lawrence newspaper after sale to Ogden Newspapers