The splint should arrive at the local representative's office by dog-sled next week, whereupon he'll hammer out the details of when my fitting will occur in the presence of Maddy, who will in turn reluctantly train various staff in how to apply and remove it three times a day. I fear that Maddy will be disconsolate when she realizes that her busy schedule will not all her to turn the crank every time.
Meanwhile, Kaiser has filed its 4th notice to discharge me, apparently on the grounds that it's been two weeks, for heaven's sake!
On a brighter note, I spent 4 minutes at 40 pounds on mybent right leg, leaning over the edge of the bed onto a walker with my left arm. There may be all kinds of equipment for one-legged and one-armed patients to put weight on their increasingly good leg, but the facility doesn't have them.
Most of my more ridiculous Rube Goldberg schemes go like this:
