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Friday, tomorrow, April 28th at 1:00 PM EST, the surgeon will be cutting into my knee, doing a total knee replacement. I will be having an epidural and will be mentally orbiting the planet Krypton.
I have researched this carefully and the likelihood of success for this operation is very high. There is always a risk. Just like life. You just never know what the day will bring.
Consultations with the pre-op people, anesthesiologists, surgeon, a million tests. Everybody says I am healthy and ready. I guess I must be.
Dammit, I AM!
My Will is current. Anne knows all my passwords and where the "bones are buried."
The alarms are set. I have a house sitter whom I trust. All preparations are made as best I can. Anne has the notebook computer packed. The iRiver is full of meditations, music. I got my new headphones from K-Mart. Bathrobe, packed. Rubber soled slippers, packed.
I have that sinking feeling in my stomach. But I am ready. I don't like having to do this. Never spent the night in a hospital. Never had major surgery. Did I mention I don't like doing this?
Concern for infection, blood clots, respiratory, nausea, constipation 2% risk they say. Should not have read the release forms. They spell out every thing that could go wrong and how the hospital and doctors can not be blamed.
Now that I have depressed everyone I want to say that I am very tired of the pain of having no cartilage left in my knee. It is getting worse. The pain is about 8 on a scale of 1 to 10.
A knee replacement is just the thing! I will be able to hike, to run, to ballroom dance again in about two months. I really miss those things.
I am supposed to be walking Saturday. Not far, but doing the therapy. I was going to make this short, but the words keep coming. I want to ask for your smoke and prayers. Some for me, but I will be out of it around noon tomorrow.
We have counted the steps to the bathroom from the bed. To the sofa. To the dining room. The height of the bed. The toilet. As soon as I can navigate these distances, I can come home. They suggest it will be 3 - 5 days.
Smoke and prayers for Anne that she can sleep tonight. That she can have peace. She doesn't get the "I-don't-give-a-damn-pills."
After the operation She has to stay awake and watch over me. She has to drive because I won't be able to for six weeks. She will have to put up with the mood swings I will probably have because I am a very active person and I won't be able to do the things I usually do for at least six weeks.
I'll be back soon. The hospital has wireless broadband and I will send an email as soon as I can. Hopefully Saturday. That seems like a long way from now.
I don't know how to close this, so I'll just stop. But I want every one of you to know how much I enjoy this Forum.
I'll be in touch very soon.
I am going to go play Halo 2 on the Xbox 360. Maybe a little time in the hot tub and watch the sun go down. I know it will be up early tomorrow and it will be a bright and shining day!
Peace, Yall!
I have researched this carefully and the likelihood of success for this operation is very high. There is always a risk. Just like life. You just never know what the day will bring.
Consultations with the pre-op people, anesthesiologists, surgeon, a million tests. Everybody says I am healthy and ready. I guess I must be.
Dammit, I AM!
My Will is current. Anne knows all my passwords and where the "bones are buried."
The alarms are set. I have a house sitter whom I trust. All preparations are made as best I can. Anne has the notebook computer packed. The iRiver is full of meditations, music. I got my new headphones from K-Mart. Bathrobe, packed. Rubber soled slippers, packed.
I have that sinking feeling in my stomach. But I am ready. I don't like having to do this. Never spent the night in a hospital. Never had major surgery. Did I mention I don't like doing this?
Concern for infection, blood clots, respiratory, nausea, constipation 2% risk they say. Should not have read the release forms. They spell out every thing that could go wrong and how the hospital and doctors can not be blamed.
Now that I have depressed everyone I want to say that I am very tired of the pain of having no cartilage left in my knee. It is getting worse. The pain is about 8 on a scale of 1 to 10.
A knee replacement is just the thing! I will be able to hike, to run, to ballroom dance again in about two months. I really miss those things.
I am supposed to be walking Saturday. Not far, but doing the therapy. I was going to make this short, but the words keep coming. I want to ask for your smoke and prayers. Some for me, but I will be out of it around noon tomorrow.
We have counted the steps to the bathroom from the bed. To the sofa. To the dining room. The height of the bed. The toilet. As soon as I can navigate these distances, I can come home. They suggest it will be 3 - 5 days.
Smoke and prayers for Anne that she can sleep tonight. That she can have peace. She doesn't get the "I-don't-give-a-damn-pills."
After the operation She has to stay awake and watch over me. She has to drive because I won't be able to for six weeks. She will have to put up with the mood swings I will probably have because I am a very active person and I won't be able to do the things I usually do for at least six weeks.
I'll be back soon. The hospital has wireless broadband and I will send an email as soon as I can. Hopefully Saturday. That seems like a long way from now.
I don't know how to close this, so I'll just stop. But I want every one of you to know how much I enjoy this Forum.
I'll be in touch very soon.
I am going to go play Halo 2 on the Xbox 360. Maybe a little time in the hot tub and watch the sun go down. I know it will be up early tomorrow and it will be a bright and shining day!
Peace, Yall!