Doctor’s visits and physical therapy related to Dupuytren’s Contracture surgery I mention in my 5/24 post are finished. It’ll be a year before I know what stiffness or limitations I’ll be left with, but both my surgeon and physical therapist have declared the surgery a big success. Typing is a breeze, gripping thin objects remains iffy. The photo in my last post shows my healing hand, but the chocolate cake is truly more interesting.
The blowup I mention in my previous post continues to weigh on me. Distance is needed, perhaps long term. Blood relations don’t prevent vindictiveness. Religion has been used as a weapon.
My beloved cousins support me. If Half Italian is ever published, readers will meet some of them, on printed pages.
Out the window, shadows fall earlier each day, over my little Tuscany. Autumn approaches.