Ides
by cindy
I’ll be heading out in a bit for a new knee. How’s that for an opening statement?
Later today I will be having my second knee replaced. My first knee was done last year and my approach to it was not unlike a “dead man walking”. Or limping, to be more accurate. This time, thanks to my little pre-op la-la pill, I am READY TO GO! NOW! LET’S DO THIS THING!
Unfortunately my surgery is scheduled for late in the afternoon. And I can’t eat or drink anything all day. Nothing. Nada. And I am missing my morning chai. And my Diet Coke. Grrr.
I am fortunate to have a support team ready to go: Dear Dave, Nurse Extraordinaire.
I have little doubt that he will take his nursing responsibilities just as seriously as he did last year when he logged all medications and all exercises in a prepared (by him) ring binder with a custom-made (by him) label, writing such entries in military time. You know, like, 0300 hours instead of 3:00? Or worse, 1500 hours for 3:00 in the afternoon? And that requires MATH. And we all remember how good I am at math?
And, of course, I have my extended family sending good wishes too. Like my brother in St. Louis who just sent this email. He has no idea I have blog. Ha-ha! (See? That little la-la pill is kicking in!)
“Good luck with the knee replacement. Dave taking pictures would be fantastic !!!!! Perhaps Ryan can download on U-tube for some great hits by millions. Just think how famous you might become???? We will be with Dad tomorrow through Sunday evening and tell him that you must be a snob for not calling!!!!! I love to help !!!! Dad gets sad and mad at the same time as I have a tear running down my check [sic]. Enough about me and good luck with the new knee. Ed had a wienie replacement!”
Yep. We’re close like that. And we also love exclamation points. And question marks.
When I return home in a couple of days and return to this blog, I will probably be on some, um, medication. And it is entirely possible that my first post will read something like this:
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And that is precisely when a whole bunch of new readers will just happen to stop by for a first look at bobbingalong. A first and only. They’ll never return.
But you’ll stay, won’t you?
Please?
Thanks and thanks and thanks again.
I like the idea of youtube flicks. Perhaps David can document your post-op progress as a video, bringing that nursing journal into the 21st century. (I duck as a large thrown object whizzes over my head). Even though you love the theatre, I’m not going to tell you to break a leg. Kick ’em in the ass!
I hope by the time you read this you are feeling no pain!! If you are in pain DEMAND good drugs!! It would have
been great if you had been able to come to JW for lunch. Understand
how awful a cold would be…Mayber when you do your rehab pilates I will
TRY it again. Miss you
Not to minimize your knee surgery but “Ed had a weenie replacement” made me laugh…hard! Yes, I am 12.