All the blood tests and the CAT scan came back negative for residual infection, so I’m good for the knee replacement – but I don’t want to undergo the surgery until I can’t bear the pain and complications to my life anymore. So on Friday I’m going to a clinic to be fitted for a brace to see if that makes life more bearable for a while longer.
Friday evening we drove up to Remer, a little town about a hundred and eighty miles north of the Cities. It rained a little and then it didn’t rain and then it rained some more, and the trip was further complicated by our attempts to avoid road repairs, so we left here around four-thirty and got there around ten. The trip was to help Remer celebrate books. Their little library – made from the old railroad depot, marked by a caboose (those suckers were big!) – was a beautifully remodeled and very pleasant hundred-year-old place with lots of volunteers. I bought twenty dollars worth of tickets to a drawing for a queen-size quilt featuring bears, plus one book from each of the other four authors and we still made a profit.
Oddly, Remer also celebrates Bigfoot, the legendary hairy creature whose presence is claimed in various states of the U.S. I say “oddly,” because I thought the hairy creature who haunts the northwoods of Minnesota is the Wendigo, a pale hairy creature told of by our Native American (Anishinaabe – Chippewa and Ojibwe) tribes up there. It has a light shining in its forehead and anyone who sees it is shortly to die. Funny how almost every culture in the world tells of a large hairy creature roaming its wild places. Lots of sightings over hundreds of years, but as far as I know no one has ever found the bones of even one.
Anyway, I bought a book from John Schreiber, C.S. Yelle, Margo Hansen, and Terry Oliver Mejdrich, each wildly different in theme from the others (seek their web sites) and had some extremely pleasant fellow authors to talk with between customers.
And my own book, Tying the Knot, progresses slowly – but it progresses.