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The last time I posted a piece of historical satire, it started a war that took me days to settle. This time, I'm writing this damned preface so that nobody gets their feathers ruffled... so those that for whatever reason find this non-amusing can get bent. Yeah, I'm in a mood.

Anyway, my heritage includes a solid wedge of German... and I've witnessed the legendary over-engineering (and perpetrated it) often enough that this amused the heck out of me...

( German Over-Engineering and why the Nazis lost the war... )

I'm hoping I've got the font settings normalized... my head is screaming and I've had to turn font sizes up to 24pt just to be able to see what I'm typing. If it's too big, I'll fix it tomorrow. I'm gonna go die now, okay?

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So, I've got my font's pumped up ("You know, we can afford bigger letters..." - Kelly F.) so I can actually see through the fog, and discover that lys1022 lobbed this music thingy at me. Since the pain meds still haven't kicked, I went ahead and did it...

( Music thingy... )

Okay, darlings. Time to pony up. *fixes font sizes* There. Should be readable.

And the verdict is...

Back from physical therapy... and a bit more encouraged. The pain incurred during the therapy session was only a pale shadow of what I woke up to this morning (incurred, no doubt, by my determined efforts to push past the injury... I'm not a very patient patient). After discussion with the therapist, my surgery fears have been reduced to a dull rumble in the background. During his initial checkover of me, he noted how heavily muscled both my legs are, and asked what kinds of work I'd done over the years.

I answered honestly. It took a few minutes for his eyebrows to come back down out of his hairline. The blown out right knee has 120 degrees of movement, while the for-years bad left knee, that's been taking the brunt of my right leg being out of service, only has 100 degrees. His assessment was that there was -more- than enough muscle development to be able to strengthen the right knee to make surgery unnecessary... and noted that if every overweight person was as muscular as I was, that weight wouldn't be the huge social issue it is presently.

Nothing like being flattered for being fat, now is there. :p

As a side note... my efforts thus far this year to actually DO something about the weight issues have shaved a full five inches off my waistline. Five inches lost, while my weight has stayed rock steady at 342. *facepalm* I'm destined to remain a heavy hitter, even if I can trim down. I can't begin to say how completely annoying that is.

My habits of taking the brace off when sleeping, and when sitting here at my desk, were both praised. Apparently the tendency is to go completely sedentary, which leads to a loss of mobility and muscle tissue. I guess being annoyed at the narrow doorways in this apartment is a good thing. I was cautioned about OVERdoing it, but told that thus far my habits have been solid. Considering I seem to be patently unable to walk down a simple level hallway without injuring (and near incapacitating) myself, it's nice to know I can do SOMETHING right. :p

So life goes on. Cabbit + Surgery = Terrified Cabbit, so it's a MAJOR relief to be told it's in all likelihood unnecessary. Even given the fact that everything (including the knee) hurts like hell, I'm actually in a pretty good mood. Amazing, no? :)