Bum Knee Redux
By the time this post airs, I'll be under the knife. I mean it. Literally.
They're going to work on my knee (again!) and see if they can trim off some of the tears in my meniscus.
They're going to work on my knee (again!) and see if they can trim off some of the tears in my meniscus.
I suspect I'll be home by afternoon. But I don't know if I'll be up to being on my computer for very long. Greg, (the evil warden) will insist I stay in bed.
We'll see. I think I was bouncing off the walls within three days the last time they worked on my knee.
I've spent the last two weeks cleaning, fixing, and prepping for this day. I didn't want any loose ends hanging over my head. And I didn't want Greg to have to do anything but be my personal chauffeur.
I think I will take a few days off. But even if I don't post, I'll probably read--so make sure you post.
What's new? Anyone want to share a memorable moment the last time they paid a visit to a hospital or ER?
Despite the fact that hospital visits should be taken seriously, something funny always happens when I go. The last time, as the nurse was jotting down some final notes, Greg asked to borrow the black marker they had used to label the knee they were going to cut.
"Why," I ask.
"I want to write DNR (do not resuscitate) on your forehead."
I give him the evil eye, but the nurse pats me on the shoulder and says, "Don't worry. We never listen to spouses when they request a DNR."
"Just in case," I tell her, "You better keep an eye on your pen. Greg is sneaky."
Greg rolls his eyes, the pillar of innocence. Thankfully, I've been with him long enough to know better.
I better check his pockets to make sure he doesn't bring his own pen for this surgery.
See you when I get back!
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Despite the fact that hospital visits should be taken seriously, something funny always happens when I go. The last time, as the nurse was jotting down some final notes, Greg asked to borrow the black marker they had used to label the knee they were going to cut.
"Why," I ask.
"I want to write DNR (do not resuscitate) on your forehead."
I give him the evil eye, but the nurse pats me on the shoulder and says, "Don't worry. We never listen to spouses when they request a DNR."
"Just in case," I tell her, "You better keep an eye on your pen. Greg is sneaky."
Greg rolls his eyes, the pillar of innocence. Thankfully, I've been with him long enough to know better.
I better check his pockets to make sure he doesn't bring his own pen for this surgery.
See you when I get back!
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Guess the Title Contest
We have a winner! Someone has correctly guessed the title of my next novella. I'll announce the winner on October 2nd and do the big reveal.
We have a winner! Someone has correctly guessed the title of my next novella. I'll announce the winner on October 2nd and do the big reveal.
Stay tuned!
Comments
Last time I was under was for a tonsillectomy (summer of '09). The doctor didn't ask me to count during the anesthetic like they ask most people to do...instead he asked me to name my degrees. (I have 5 associate of arts and a language certificate. haha)
At least the drugs are cool.
Get on your feet quickly.
;D
Well, someone's got to be the evil warden. Glad Greg's there to do the job.
These past few years, I've visited the hospital too many times, and nothing I care to remember except the resilient spirit of my family under great pressure.
Can't wait for the big reveal. And I can't wait to get that book so I can devour it.
Hugs and good vibes :)
My last hospital stay in 2007 was memorable because they had me hooked up to a machine that kept the circulation going in my legs after surgery on my cervical spine, had to unhook that mess every time needed to use restroom!
Maria hope the pain med has not worn off yet, take Greg's care to heart and do not get out of bed too soon as you really do want the surgery to do you some good this time!
Hugs and all the best, get well quick we need some chicken adventures to laugh at.
Greg sounds like a hoot. And, it sounds like you have a super relationship. I am so happy for you.
Big hugs. Take good care and enjoy your down time. Read, sleep and eat ice cream. :)
And if he did smuggle a pen in, may you find suitable retaliation.
:-)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OHEQngxsHg&feature=related
Let's just say today is the first day I could hold my head up and keep food down.
Hope everyone is well. Thinking of you guys.
I once waited as a student for the SLt to come to her office which was situated by a womens' geriatric ward. One woman was screeching blue murder, another was wailing "Oh oh why have you brought me here? I want to go home" while a third shouted "Miserable Bast*!ds!"
I was just about to grab my bag and run when the porter came out and said: She's right you know and the speech therapist arrived to let me into the office.
I bet the pups will keep you company ;) Is your hubby taking care of you and the pups as well? Use this time to rest and catch up on your reading or writing (or both)
Take care of yourself and especially your knee.
Hope all goes well. Will be thinking about ya!
I have an ecclectic mixture of seven hens from a Rhode Island Red, to an Araucana, to Barred-Rocks. They're sweeties. My old dog, who passed away earlier this year, used to 'herd' them and lay beside where they pecked in the yard. My 9 month old German Shepherd is NOT such a good boy...he wants to chase and bite them. That's really a shame, as now I cannot let them out of their outdoor coop for the afternoons anymore. Hopefully he'll settle down by next spring/summer. How many chickens do you have? ~ Nadja