Yesterday I was a powerhouse: erranded hither and yon, visited aunt, trimmed hedge, swept alleyway, watered garden, walked to super and then took a stroll around the block in the evening sun. Today I walked to the other coffeehouse and back, and then my knee screamed at me. Brace that worked beautifully for two days does not work today. Did succeed in vacuuming front room and doing a load of laundry, but otherwise have been sitting with ice packs and successive volumes of Ze. And wondering when I'll be able to walk again...
