May 2, Sunday, 10 am

Fell asleep very early last night. Was trying to watch CNN, and I went lights out. And here are the 1 pm musings:

Seven pm bedtime
Can't possibly sleep all night
Wide awake reading

Derby in the mud
Prayers for horses and riders
Hallelujah, safe

Blister on thumb
Shall it become a callus
Check in with OT

Need the gloves that wheel chair drivers use - if I continue to use this as a race car, for even the next two weeks. I am a bit dangerous at blind intersections. I go pretty quickly in this chair and expect a clear path. Gotta learn to do this different.

Raining in Pittsburgh right now. I imagine the marathon runners are a bit soggy. I sit in the little library looking at the wonderful white azaleas. They certainly interrupt the gloom of the day. And, I'm going to see The Littlest Dragon with family this afternoon. That will also interrupt the gloom of the day.

Gentle rain, gray skies
A riot of happy waits
My garden vibrates

About Daisy, temporary name for residual limb. Object is to have a stovepipe shape from knee to end of Daisy before being fitted with prosthesis (will also name that I am sure). Daisy isn't that shape yet, more lite bulb shaped - gently light bulb shaped, but certainly not stove pipe. Being impatient, I am sure that Daisy is not responding quickly enough to the wrappings that she endures daily. Will know more when I see surgeon on Tuesday. My guess is that I will be told to be more patient, that Daisy is coming along just fine:

Daisy hurry up
I don't want to wait on you
I want my new leg

How many days post-op am I? Nine. What's that line? "Waiting is".