I have been told I don't look 65. I try to keep myself up and look nice and not frumpy. But no one told my knee that it isn't supposed to be 65. I had surgery on my right knee a few years ago. I had my meniscus trimmed where it was torn. The surgery was day surgery but the whole thing was a total bummer and I hated every minute of it. So I wasn't a happy camper when I began to realize that the left knee is bad now. I'm sure it's the meniscus but I will have to see the Dr. and have an MRI and find out the extent of the problem. I'm sure to be off my feet for a few days and with a puppy that will be a pain in, well, a pain in the knee. Right now I can't kneel on my left knee even in the soft bed so I'm sure I need help.
I am also glad to see Spring. I found it hard to get through this winter. I was really affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder. The dark, cold days were very depressing to me. So I am glad to see Spring. Maybe I can sit in the sun and recuperate from the surgery.