The temperature was a comfortable 75 degrees. Cindy joined us for our traditional lasagna supper on Christmas Eve. However, she was a couple of hours late. She walked in totally spent. First of all, her computer crashed and burned, but the IT Help Desk had not gotten the word about the early deadline. Neither had the local funeral homes with all their obits.She was working on someone else's computer which was set up with a totally different set of preferences. Hassled and harried did not begin to describe her state. Eventually she wound down. This morning, after ten hours of sleep, she was her old self.
We opened presents before breakfast. Below is a shot of Mocha admiring Durelle's new golden retriever calendar.
I'm hanging in there with PT exercises for forty minutes three times a day. The knee is progressing fine, but the neuropathy isn't. At least I can bend the knee enough to get into a car without using the entire back seat. My mobility is not improving...I still depend on a walker.