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My wife Kathy is the not-so-proud (at this time) owner of a Stryker Triathlon® Knee Replacement System. Last Tuesday, she had one surgically installed in her right leg. Now she is suffering the consequences which involve quite a lot of drug-tempered pain, physical therapy, pushing around a walker and, since Friday, home health care provided by an inept old man. All that will likely last for several months, then it's supposed to get better. I can hardly wait. Actually, its not so bad; after thirty-seven married years we're used to yelling at each other. Therapy consists of morning and evening exercises plus six hours on an ARTROMOT-K4 machine that flexes the knee between -10 and 100 degrees, cycling every thirty seconds. A VASCUTHERM, the nurses called it a blue coolade machine, circulates 49 degree F water through a jacket Kathy wears around her knee. During our spare time, we're watching McLeod's Daughters which is an Australian tv series about a ranch family. I hesitate calling it a western because I think it was filmed in southeastern Australia. There are eight years of episodes available from Netflix. We'll probably see them all. Recently, while lj-surfing, I ran across an entry by  windrider_09 about an emergency evacuation in Antarctica. Some old memories bubbled to the surface. That led to some googling and internet surfing about Antarctica. In the process, I ran across an interesting journal with a number of nice photos of 'the ice'. |
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