After spending most of two weeks in the hospital and another week at home, my leg has resumed human form, but not human coloration. Some of it remains black and there are two ugly gashes from where a surgeon made sure the inside wasn't dying along with the outer layer of skin. It wasn't. The gashes are slowly closing from the inside.
It still hurts horribly to get up after lying down -- as blood flows into its tender vessels and tissues -- but otherwise the ongoing pain is minor. I just have to prop it up a lot to keep it from swelling again. I hobble around with a cane, and Bernadette bought a wheelchair at Sam's Club or Costco, I forget which, for longer trips.
Bernadette's gout attack, probably brought on by the stress of my own situation, is now over.
Thursday and Friday business reports were tannyabed from my home office and carried back to the station for air. This coming week I'll use a webcam freshly installed in the same location.
Saturday's "Howard's Day Off" on Hawaii Public Radio is a fresh show, conceived this week with my announcements pretaped in my home office, tannyabed in a single take as if it were live. The music is some of my personal favorite classical music.