I might as well tell you what I’ve just found out, via that MRI a few days ago.
“De thigh bone connected to de hip bone–”
Well, not anymore. It seems the top of my thigh bone has crumbled into useless little pieces. The hip will have to be replaced. After they cut out the cancer, and whatever else they mean to do.
It’s kind of demoralizing.
Oh, let’s move on to Violet Crepuscular. All her parts are splendidly in order.