Trego's Mountain Ear

It’s a wonderful world where a peasant can get Biden Quality drugs.  I’m not talking about Hunter’s cocaine.  I’m talking about the injection that takes you from Slow Joe mumbling to the animation of his State of the Union speech.

I know – for on March 8, I went on youtube to access the State of the Union speech.  First I got 60 seconds of Slow Joe mumbling through a fundraising pitch.  Then I got to listen to an enthusiastic, animated Joe Biden, talking about standing up to Russia and protecting Ukraine.  It was impressive.  Better things for better living through chemistry.

It was impressive, because I too received a Biden Quality injection.  I had driven to the orthopedic place because I couldn’t get into the passenger seat with a bad left knee.  It took at least ten minutes to get that bum leg into the driver’s side in my wife’s car – folks who know me, know I like manual transmissions.  This was a time when I couldn’t walk or even drive my own car.  It was Slow Mike that finally got out of the car and hobbled into the orthopedic place.

You know you’re not doing very well when the crippled patients in the orthopedic clinic are trying to help you get to a chair, to carry your book for you, help you to your seat – and you accept that help (the professional staff are more detached – after all, they see people in worse shape than themselves every day.)

About a half-hour later I got the painkiller/steroid injection into my knee.  I walked out of a place that I all but crawled into.  It’s a wonderful world that includes a walk-in clinic where you can get a Biden Quality drug injection without so much as an appointment.  Only problem was that without the pain, tired began to overcome me around Olney.  Renata had the task of keeping me alert enough to get back to Trego -had I been thinking better I would have gotten into the passenger seat in the clinic’s parking lot.  The thing about drugs is that they make you feel better, not think better.  Even Biden Quality Drugs don’t improve thinking.

But talk about feeling better.  In less than a day, some of the Biden Quality drug had migrated to my shoulders – both were feeling better.  The left had been all but frozen – but with the full-body steroids I powered through and got it moving my arm above my head again.  It’s great.

My physician hadn’t heard the term “Biden Quality” drugs before – he may be a closet libertarian.  Long story short, if the steroid injection every three months is enough to keep my knee going, I’ll walk with Biden Quality drugs.  If it isn’t, I’ll wind up walking on an artificial knee.  As I think of the number of crippling knee injuries the records show back in 1900 to 1920 –  I live in a wonderful world and a great country.  And from the easy chair in the living room, I’m watching Goose and Gander as they again establish their nest on the island, beginning another of their own summers of wonder.