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This is getting old,no?

As we celebrated for almost two weeks the successful implanting of my new knee, we were unaware of the snake lurking in the weeds.

It showed its face during my post operation exam, when my Doctor asked me, "How is it going". I replied, "Fine but when flex my knee sometimes it pops. You know like a knuckle cracking".

After an extensive exam and x rays, he determined that I had torn my patella tendon. That's the one extends from knee to the lower leg. Imagine your sitting in a chair and you kick your foot out straight in front of yourself. You need a patella tendon to make that happen. So next Wednesday I will make my fourth trip to the operating room at Thedacare and my left knee will be operated on. 

The result will be that I rehab for at least six weeks in a leg brace. Did I ever write about how much I hated the brace I was wearing? It isn't so much the restriction it places on normal movement. It's more the lousy design, the unintentional discomfort, and poor quality. It was called by more than one of my Physical Therapists "The one size fits none" model.

This set back virtually assures that I will not reach my goal to play golf by June 1st. It means my rehab program which was going to always be long and agonizingly will be longer and my dependence on others, particularly Maria, will continue.

How and why did this happen? We can't say for sure, but it has to be fixed and there is no reason to blame anyone or anything for the situation. It's not an end of life condition. It's a challenge I will have to face. I write this not to bitch or solicit pity. No, I just want people to know that if I don't visit soon it's not because I don't want to.

Good News.

I want to celebrate the National Basketball Championship of the Virginia Cavaliers. You might wonder why? Coach Tony Bennet is a graduate of the University of Wisconsin-Green Bay. We watched Tony play for the team under the able guidance of his father, Dick Bennet. 

Dick eventually went to coach the Wisconsin Badgers to a Final Four appearance before he retired. Later he and Tony went to coach at Washington State. After a couple of years, Dick left the program and Tony took over. His success with the team got the attention of Virginia and their faith in him paid off with the first NCAA championship in the history of the school.

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