Update on my attack

Following up on my previous post on my attack. I’m recovering slowly. The headaches from the concussion I suffered are still with me and the pulled muscle in my hip is still causing trouble. My son is in jail, which is probably the best place for him at the moment—offering some prospect of a stable life and mental health treatment—and which also keeps me safe from his irrational rath.

I’ll get through it. But for now, writing is still physically uncomfortable. Old age sucks, not least because healing from such injuries takes so much longer.

Thanks for your patience and support.