Yesterday I made the 460km round trip to Adelaide to see an orthopaedic specialist. He looked at the X-ray pix of my knees and was able to confirm that they still had bones inside, or some such knowledge as is taught in medical schools. This was encouraging. I will go back in a few weeks for the mysteriously named MRI investigation. Hmm. That resonates. All this is essential for keeping otherwise out-of-work medicos off the streets.
The drive homeward was slow. A long stretch near Bolivar was blocked where a motorcyclist had been killed... it gave me time to reflect that there are worse worries than a dodgy knee.
The drive homeward was slow. A long stretch near Bolivar was blocked where a motorcyclist had been killed... it gave me time to reflect that there are worse worries than a dodgy knee.
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