By SUE SEIBERT
I had a person whom I don’t know well at all tell me what an impatient person I am. My goodness, I didn’t realize it showed so much to those who do not know me very well; but, of course, she is right. I am. They say patience is a virtue. It is, but, sadly, it isn’t one of mine.
Not long ago Raf and I attended the funeral of one of his music friends. He was a young man who had suffered much and who left a lovely family. It was a sad occasion, but it was joyful to us, too, as many friends whom we don’t see often were there to pay respects and to make music, as Raf did, during the wake and at the funeral.
I was speaking to a friend from Austin who had double knee surgery about the time I had mine – way over three years ago. He is suffering, as am I, but his suffering is double as neither of his knees feel as well as they did before. And as most people I have spoken to have told me that knee replacement is a piece of cake, I was glad to find someone who knew a bit about how I was feeling.
You see, we are all different, of course. And while many people do wonderfully well after knee surgery, as I did after hip replacement, many like me don’t do so well at all. And frankly, if it wasn’t for my massage therapist, Debbie Donaldson, I don’t know that I could get through it nearly as well as I do!
I asked my Austin friend if there was any medication that helped him alleviate the pain, and he said no. He said he had heard that certain “smokable” remedies were sometimes helpful, but I told him I really didn’t think I wanted my grandson John, who is now a police officer, to have to tell everyone, “Well, I had to arrest Grandma today.”