Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My friend's husband is having wrist surgery today, and my friend in Texas has hip surgery yesterday.  How did it come to this?  On the other hand, my childhood friend decided against surgery this spring.  She'd had two bouts last summer when her knee gave out, and has had shots since that relieved her enough she thought of the old adage:  If it Ain't Broke, Don't Fix It.  We talked about how the body doesn't just unravel with age; sometimes it quits a while then gets its gumption back and recovers.  When my knee gave out two years ago, I assumed I'd have shots down the line then surgery.  Instead, it slowly, very slowly got better, and now I walk and clump up stairs and am fully mobile.  Yes, when the rain or cold comes I feel it, and sometimes I put that stretchy thing on my knee like a sock.  But I'm careful what shoes I wear, if I hike I take my trusty walking sticks, and I ice it if it feels out of whack.  My knee got a second wind, strange to say.  My friends' surgeries are absolutely necessary but a lot of the time the situation is less black and white.  Prepare to be surprised.