I had my pre-op appointment this morning. It was pretty uneventful.
I was fitted for my literal crotch to ankle, knee brace. It's the worst $700 contraption I have ever met. But, thank you insurance for covering the device that will both torture me and help me to heal properly.
I got instructions on how to wash my body. You know, in case I have been doing it wrong the last 33 years of my life.
They called in all of my prescriptions, and gave me a general once over to make sure I am well enough to survive a surgery. (I am, Yay!) And of course let me know about all the glorious things that could go wrong including my death. If you never hear from me again, that's prob what happened.
They called in all of my prescriptions, and gave me a general once over to make sure I am well enough to survive a surgery. (I am, Yay!) And of course let me know about all the glorious things that could go wrong including my death. If you never hear from me again, that's prob what happened.
I am still ultra paranoid that I will somehow end up losing my leg... but fingers crossed I survive with my limbs intact, and I as rather fond of my legs.
T-Minus 13 days until Zombie Knee.
Okay, now you have a responsibility to update your blog regularly, because if you don't, we will have to assume you are dead.
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