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August 6, 2014

In The Morning

Wednesday. Up this morning still hobbled, but much less so. Haven't been able to go out of the apartment, let alone to breakfast, since Monday, they will wonder what's happened as I always tell them when I'm going to be out of town. The knee is still a bit swollen, still pink after I've been up on it, but less so as time passes.

I admit I didn't talk with the doctor about it, didn't want to even think about getting to his office, but I will go over it with him once this settles down.

If it does settle down.

Well, it is much better. Still aches, but I'm able to move from the bed to the living room much more easily. It was almost impossible early on. I can lie in bed on either side as well as on my back without pain which, believe me, I've learned to appreciate. This living alone has its down side, this a second lesson in very recent times. Such is life.

Later. A shuffle walk down the hall to the elevator, a ride down to the lobby and the mail boxes (they're right next to the elevator entrance, just lean out and retrieve it), back to the apartment. My first adventure outside! Well, outside the apartment door.

A little thin on pictures for the journal. The hard ones are the full frame portraits with dimensions that fit up top, so we look back to go through the old ones, perhaps already used as links in earlier entries (I can't remember most of the time), and retrieve them. Perhaps a sign I need to change my focus. All these pictures of the construction site. A side issue, surely, construction site pictures. There should be other more “street photography” oriented photographs I can find. If that's what I am: a street photographer.

Later still. For all the time I've spent lying down, resting, I still seem to zone out and sleep easily enough after spending so much time in bed, getting up occasionally to fix something to eat, although I'm sure I've been losing weight these last three days. This is the first day I've shown some energy, the first day the knee hasn't dominated all thought and attention.

I'm thinking I may be able to get up tomorrow and go out to breakfast and so we'll know how “well” we really are then. One must have objectives, one must bang up against reality in case we've strayed. Must we not?

Evening. More energy. I now can't lie down for more than maybe thirty minutes to an hour before needing to get up, more just to get up to be moving. Hasn't been that way since this started, the mind fogged, the knee aching. Still not there, but better.

Nothing on television and I've listened to too much news from too many sources. To bed early, we'll see if we can make it out the door in the morning.

The photo up top was taken at the Blues Stage at the Oakland Art & Soul Festival with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f/2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.