Finally I am clear for knee replacement. The nurses declared me healed and discharged in the AM, Plastics did the same later, and my surgeon was all smiles and ready to go. I knew everything would go OK but it was still stressful awaking the verdict of the various medical professionals. Not to mention getting in and out of cars and clumping around on crutches. So on Oct 17 I am in John James Hospital to get a knee and resume my life. It's been over a year since the initial injury and I will never get that year back but I'll make the most of the rest of my time. It is trying to be spring here and the flowers have come and gone (except my apple and pear trees which are currently blooming) but the rest of the garden awaits me. What will the Imp do if she doesn't have me to sit on all the time?