Sometimes it is hard to remember just what is really important.  Take yesterday for example.  No, for all you people who have a snicker on your face, I mean the events of yesterday, no the actual day, but the events that happened yesterday.   Wait, that still isn't coming out right.  I mean the things I did yesterday are fresh in my mind.  Whatever.  Mary and I traveled to Grand Rapids to see the neurosurgeon.  He turned out to be very much like the doctor I left behind in Illinois. Not physically, but in his outlook and conversation.  Anyway, I got a clean bill of health for another year, and that really was good news.  Through all this ordeal, which started with the surgery last April, Mary has been there for me, and I have never really found a good way to say thank you.  Maybe I just did.  Adam and Stephany were there too, but it was Mary who had to endure my emotional swings and the moodiness that comes with uncertainty.  If ever anyone epitomized the marriage vow of  "In sickness and in health," it has been Mary.  And yesterday, she wasn't feeling all that well herself, having succumbed to the negative effects of the common cold. As I've probably intimated, I don't do sick well, and so I'm not good at empathizing with someone else's illness.  Today, I am off to the orthopedist for another knee treatment.  My knees are feeling better, it is just a long process.  Tomorrow, I'll be off to the internist, for a check on my medicines and their doses.  It is time for a change, because my pulse, while in the range that even Lance would appreciate, it was commented on by the medical assistant at the neurosurgeon's office, due to it being so low.  Plus, I want to get all of the scrips rewritten for a 90 day supply to take advantage of that opportunity.    Like I said yesterday, so much to do, so little time.  Oh, today I am going to check out the Y for its facilities.  Time to get back into shape for bike riding season etc.  Oh well, time to go.