It’s almost been two months since my last post, but I’ve been busy working on “no-self care,” as promised in a post earlier in March. In a little less than two weeks, on June 8, I’m going to have my right knee replaced. The left knee was done in 2016. At the time I wrote a series of posts about that experience. It was called Bionic Man. Hopefully this time will be déjà vu all over again so I won’t have to bore you with many details, or alert you to any more midnight trips to the ER. Unlike 2016, I will be going straight home from the hospital. My sister Sara is coming to stay with me the first week so that I won’t have to go into a rehab facility again. Nurses and physical therapists will be coming to the apartment the first weeks. After that I can go to the PT facility just a few blocks away.