You may have noticed there was no Saturday evening data; that's because

that morning I went to feed the dog, and on the way back suddenly found myself wondering why I was up-closing the driveway, and why is there blood under me?

It seem what I thought was having bruised/otherwise ding my foot was actually an infection.  By the time I managed to realize "I should really get to a phone and call for help" I'd nearly done it again;  help came, took one look at me with my head resting on the desk with the blood garnish, and called the ambulance.

I now have about eight stitches holding the split scalp closed, I am so stuffed with antibiotics that I could possibly give kisses and cured/prevented half the Black Plague.  Back home with more to take, and I'm not doing anyhing the next few days but sitting with the leg up and taking it easy.  We'll see now the blogging goes.