It's been sunny, but cold the past couple days and the gray gloomies of winter are not affecting me so much. The knee is definitely worse, but I'm going in for an MRI tomorrow morning; the results will determine whether I go to Ortho for further treatment or get a cortisone shot from the PA-C I've been seeing. The exercises are not doing anything except making the knee hurt, but a good sign is most of the swelling is gone.

Depression-wise, I'm still down too much. I need to get back to something better than on the verge of doing something stupid, maybe I should get a little counseling.

Other than writing blog entries, I'm definitely under a block. Fiction is nearly impossible, but I picked up an anthology of stories from The New Yorker to get me back in the swing of things. Hopefully, I'll be able to get The Artists going again and move forward with the new book, too. I'd like to work on a story for the new writers contest at Glimmer Train if that's possible. It's a lot of work, but I do have a few ideas that might work out.

After my knee is better we're driving south to LA for a week or so (I don't know if we'll do Disneylan). Right now I can't drive for more than a couple hours before needing a pain pill. I'm hoping for some sort of definitive answer after the MRI, but if I go to Ortho, that'll mean getting an arthroscope and spending four to six weeks riding around with the wife; or worse, hobbling around on crutches for a few weeks.

At least it's been sunny. That's a good thing.