The doc is satisfied with my progress, sort of. He wants me to have dietary supervision by the dietician who works in his office, which I refuse. He keeps saying I'm diabetic, which I am not. But my muscle strength is now normal, where before I started treatment I had no strength in my legs.

As far as knitting goes, I mostly worked on the pastel-colored watch cap I'm working on as a break from the all-grey men's gifts I've been doing for weeks.

It was cold last night (cold by LA standards). I almost grabbed a hat on my way out for dinner, but I haven't decided yet which of the recently-completed hats are for me, which are for Christmas presents, and which are to be given to FES for their fundraising auction.