In 2013 I was sitting and knitting in one of the local physical therapy centers waiting for Daddio after his hip surgery. I was working on my Honey Cowl. I still wear it. It looks like a rag these days but I keep it in the car for when I misjudge the weather.
10 years later and I am now dropping The Mister off to the same place after his hip surgery. He had an 11 am appointment that lasted an hour.
I'm not sitting and knitting inside this time around because he wanted to bring Pup along. While I waited, I took her for a walk over to the boardwalk and then settled back in the car while I worked on the toe of my Felici sock. She was NOT a happy camper. She couldn't understand why The Mister went one way and we went another.
She was a lot happier back at home helping me pack him in ice. His next appointment is tomorrow at 8 am (!). I think I'm going to pack a pillow and blanket and a mug of hot coffee. We've got a month of early morning appointments three times a week. Remember when I said I couldn't wait for the in-home visits to be over? I'm thinking now it might have actually been easier than this after all.