Still doing “stuff that has to be done.” I believe the kiddos call it adulting. Years ago I shared an office with a man who referred to “stuff that has to be done” as mephitic duties. He knew perfectly well that mephitic means foul-smelling. He simply thought it sounded right. It does.
Gratitude
Grateful that I can still get around without any mobility assistance devices. Unless I am playing the old card. Then I deploy my cane.
There are things I might want to do once the lawyer, taxes, dentist, routine bookkeeping, and assorted mephitic duties are handled.
I was a little concerned that my crappy circulation might impair healing. But the leg is all good. Well, as good as it was before the attack.