Nose-Dive Revisited

Erik's wife was dropping me off at a local strip mall so that I could get something to eat. She has an SUV that's pretty high off of the ground. I forgot and stepped on my bad leg--and went down on the ground again. My face-plant completely freaked her out as well as some passersby, who were asking me if I knew what day it was and where I was. Erik's wife suggested that I get a knee brace, which should help stabilize the knee and, more importantly, remind me to use it as little as possible. I bought a brace and a cane, both of which help. (The cane is cool too: black with gold and silver swirls on it. It makes me think of Mardi Gras. The baby boomers are making old age stylish.)

This is so annoying. Tomorrow is going to be challenging because I'm taking the train up to San Francisco, hauling my luggage. I'm hoping that people will help me out if necessary. (People have been very nice.) Did I mention that this is annoying? But there's nothing that I can do about it.