x-posted to Fb/LJ
In a little over an hour, I'll be heading in for knee surgery to replace my torn ACL. (Yes, the other knee, this time.) I'll be out of surgery sometime this afternoon: barely mobile, heavily drugged, and ravenously hungry. They don't let you eat or drink after midnight of the day before, you see, in case you turn into a gremlin
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