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I was transferred to Santa Cruz Post Urgent Care. I’ve been here ever since.


Follow up visits to both Smith and Abidi showed positive results. Smith installed a catheter and foley, and Abidi’s asst Ray said the knee looked fine and just needed time for healing.


The staff here is great. They take me to their gym, where they work me hard, as I want to be worked. The more I work the closer I get to being able to go home.

   Progress is slow and sometimes exhausting, but I do make progress every day, so I’m confident that I’ll be going home in the not too distant future.

   The knee will take some time to heal. And by and by the catheter and foley will be able to be removed and I’ll be able to pee on my own. Meanwhile, there’s no pain, just some discomfort when I move in certain ways.

   And there are lots of sleepless nights, or nights with only very partial sleep. Ambien and other meds give me about five hours of good sleep before they wear off. Then I toss and turn with discomfort, lots of thoughts, and an occasional bit of sleep. In all, I get perhaps six hours of sleep a night, short of the 7 to 8 hours a night that I aim for. I compensate by drinking coffee and dozing a bit during the day.

   I’m getting lots of visitors. Xan visits me every day. She’s here by my side as I’m writing this. Eric, who lives only three blocks away from here, comes at least once a day, sometimes twice. Gail is here frequently. And there are others. They brighten my day.

   The MMC community has been wonderfully supportive. They’ve provided transportation for getting Xan down here to see me each day and for getting her back up to the MMC at the end of the afternoon. Arpita does a great job of coordinating all that.

   The food is pretty good and I get plenty of rest when I’m not working out at the gym. 

   I am so, so looking forward to being back with my sweetheart. And that will happen before too long. 

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