By the time I got up to a room last night, it was late they were a little backed up on the surgeries. I’m Not someone who takes pain medication very often. I think as harsh as I go is a Tylenol p.m. so being this drugged up is very weird for me however, I’m learning through present circumstances it’s probably a good thing. When they say they get you up right away, they’re not kidding. I’m getting better at managing the Walker and moving myself around. The pain is the worst of it. But I am reassured constantly that it is the first few days that are the worst. Speaking of reassurances, the staff here at Plainview Hospital has been nothing short of wonderful. They are responsive, kind, and compassionate. It’s probably what has made this portion of this experience bearable.
So today’s the big day! I’m heading up to the hospital trying to stay calm. Pretty sure Dr Baez, the king of all knee replacements. Will do a wonderful job The big question of course is what do I tell the operating room staff how I screwed up my knee. Taking suggestions on this. Last time I got my meniscus surgery. I almost had the anesthesiologist convinced. I had screwed up my meniscus by teaching a difficult dance step to the Rockettes. Needless to say, the rest of the staff didn’t believe it It’s kind of a weird thing to think I’m going to have an artificial body part in me. So here I go. If you think of it, throw a prayer upstairs for my poor knee and the poor people who have to take care of me. Oh, one last thing. To everyone who has reached out to me with offers of assistance and prayers, they are appreciated more than you know