This is part of the weaning-off of the cocktail of medications I was sent home with following the knee replacement. Drugs for pain, for swelling, for blood thinning (just baby aspirin) and for cramps. I will admit without offering details is that all of this plays havoc with the gut and I'm really looking forward to leaving a couple more of these behind after Saturday when they will be finished and not refilled.

I've gone through periods of time when I had leg cramps, usually during a summer when I'm probably not as hydrated as I need to be or not getting enough salt. So far this isn't one of those summers with the exception of the other night.

The AC repair guy is coming to service the working unit tomorrow and I'll spend some time sweeping up the forest floor and picking up. I have had only 2 people here during the last month, my daughter and my ex, who don't care what it looks like (though I usually do pick up if they're coming over). Even if I explain that I'm recovering from surgery (the knee will probably be in full view) I still need to pick up around here. I made it out to the curb with the trash this morning, so that is a good sign that some stuff is discarded.

I was away at physical therapy when a heavy rain storm passed through here this afternoon, and my next door neighbor says it rained hard for about 15 minutes. That is a wonderful thing for this parched neighborhood! It felt better out there also heat-wise.

Charmion, today as I got dressed to head out (I also visited the museum where I volunteer) I put on a shirt I haven't worn in weeks and I could see that I'd lost some weight. There is more to lose; I have a couple of swim suits and right now there is no way I'm going out in public in a suit, but I'll try them on one of these days. I also stopped at the shoe store (the pair of flats that I have worn constantly since this surgery are either going into the trash or the gardening bin to be worn into the yard and not in public any more) and got a look at my legs in Bermuda shorts in the store mirror. OMG. With this lumpy knee and 20 pounds still to lose, it isn't a pretty sight. 50-mission legs, indeed.