my dad will only ever have one knee

And that reality isn’t about to change.

I spoke to my mother the other day. Dad will not be getting his second knee. Ever. Between the poor handling at the first rehab center and the extra surgeries and the infections, there is not enough muscle and tissue to cover the implant and keep it safe and functioning. If he goes through the next two or three weeks without any new infections, they will go back in, once again and fuse the knee joint in his left leg.

Having spent most of the past two years in bed, he no longer has the body strength that will be required to move about with only one knee, but then that would be his challenge to date, wouldn’t it…? He has his work cut out for him; he needs to regain upper body strength and some flexibility or he won’t be getting around much at all.

As it stands, I am pretty numb about the whole to-do. Either it has yet to sink in, or I can only be angry about his mismanagement of his own health for so long before I simply have to let go… I love him, but at some point he needs to see that his bad choices have created all of this…