Hip Hoping/ICD For Me

Round and round she goes, where she stops, nobody knows...

Either Third Time’s The Charm, or I curse my chance for a hip operation when I mention it in this column (see Hip Op Music, and One Hip Dude).

I’m headed to the hospital Friday for two reasons: to get the battery changed on my pacemaker/defibrillator (ICD) and move towards a June hip replacement, after my MIT 50^th reunion. Here’s hoping.