Home from Surgery
Back from surgery. It went as well as could be expected, though I was slightly disturbed by the surgeon's tendency to use "air quotes" when "describing" things. They found a few unexpected things: turns out I did have a small meniscus tear that didn't show up on the MRI, so they fixed that, too; and some bone abrasion on the underside of my kneecap, which could have been there recently or forever, got polished down.
Over all, it was...surgery. I was actually still conscious when I went into the operating room, which was interesting, as I hadn't seen the interior of one before. It looked not much like the ones on TV--more clutter, less glass and bright lights. The dozen or so people standing around were funny and entertaining. Afterward, I had an entirely professional nurse who I liked keeping track of me post-surgery. A physical therapist came in and showed me how to use my crutches.
The only really bad part of the experience was the idiot in charge of getting me from the hospital grounds and into my car. She gave Phil totally wrong instructions for how to find us. Then she didn't flag him down when he slowly cruised by. Then she parked me in a such a way that I blocked the trash cans from the rest of the room. And she didn't understand my request for a magazine once it was clear that Phil was hopelessly lost and wouldn't be showing up soon. And she would stand over my leg or generally be way too close to jostling my foot and causing me pain (didn't happen, but sure made me nervous).
Basically, she was just an annoying idiot.
I'll be on crutches for at least two weeks--two weeks is the doctor's appointment where we talk about moving me from crutches to a cane to *gasp* walking on my own two feet. I'm not going to be working during the crutches time. I probably won't be spending much time on the internets, either, because it's moderately uncomfortable to sit at my desktop computer, and my laptop, alas, can't hook up to the Mpls wi-fi modem to pick up the signal, and the internal modem isn't strong enough to pick it up on its own, and I didn't get a wireless hub installed at home in time. Most of my time will be spent on the couch.
I'm really pleased that I have a fantastically comfortable couch.
Over all, it was...surgery. I was actually still conscious when I went into the operating room, which was interesting, as I hadn't seen the interior of one before. It looked not much like the ones on TV--more clutter, less glass and bright lights. The dozen or so people standing around were funny and entertaining. Afterward, I had an entirely professional nurse who I liked keeping track of me post-surgery. A physical therapist came in and showed me how to use my crutches.
The only really bad part of the experience was the idiot in charge of getting me from the hospital grounds and into my car. She gave Phil totally wrong instructions for how to find us. Then she didn't flag him down when he slowly cruised by. Then she parked me in a such a way that I blocked the trash cans from the rest of the room. And she didn't understand my request for a magazine once it was clear that Phil was hopelessly lost and wouldn't be showing up soon. And she would stand over my leg or generally be way too close to jostling my foot and causing me pain (didn't happen, but sure made me nervous).
Basically, she was just an annoying idiot.
I'll be on crutches for at least two weeks--two weeks is the doctor's appointment where we talk about moving me from crutches to a cane to *gasp* walking on my own two feet. I'm not going to be working during the crutches time. I probably won't be spending much time on the internets, either, because it's moderately uncomfortable to sit at my desktop computer, and my laptop, alas, can't hook up to the Mpls wi-fi modem to pick up the signal, and the internal modem isn't strong enough to pick it up on its own, and I didn't get a wireless hub installed at home in time. Most of my time will be spent on the couch.
I'm really pleased that I have a fantastically comfortable couch.