Surgery Day
I know it's a little late for me to be blogging considering that this happened earlier on today, but I hadn't found the time or the nerve to bring it up.
I have had two bad knees for little over 2 years now, and constantly I have been going from doctor to doctor trying to find something wrong. I finally found a knee specialist (the best in my country) to look at my knees, and he found the problem. I had surgery today (Jun 25th, 2012) and I'm very excited about the outcome. It's a little painful now, and I know it's going to get worse as over time it gets more and more sore, but I'm happy. I finally got one of them fixed and I couldn't be any more elated. I spent nearly the whole day in the hospital, most of it sleeping due to the anesthetic, but I'm happy. My knee for now doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but as I said it will eventually change. But I'm prepared. Why? Because this is what I have wanted for two years, and I was finally able to get it.
In the surgery prep room I couldn't take the smile off my face, I was so excited. I wasn't the least bit worried, even though everyone around me was crying and scared for me. This is what I have dreamed of doing for about 2 years now and to finally have it done feels like a miracle--a weight has been lifted off me that no one can even comprehend. Now, once this knee is 100%, I hope to get the other one done too just so I can finally be normal again. I miss being able to run without knee braces on, I miss being able to play sports normally, I miss it when my friends didn't constantly crack jokes or worry about my knees jumping out of place. I just want to be normal like I used to be, and this--this is how I get it. I'm ready to bare the pain, and I'm ready for what I know will be one hell of a recovery period, but I'm happy. And even now the smile won't leave my face.
I have had two bad knees for little over 2 years now, and constantly I have been going from doctor to doctor trying to find something wrong. I finally found a knee specialist (the best in my country) to look at my knees, and he found the problem. I had surgery today (Jun 25th, 2012) and I'm very excited about the outcome. It's a little painful now, and I know it's going to get worse as over time it gets more and more sore, but I'm happy. I finally got one of them fixed and I couldn't be any more elated. I spent nearly the whole day in the hospital, most of it sleeping due to the anesthetic, but I'm happy. My knee for now doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but as I said it will eventually change. But I'm prepared. Why? Because this is what I have wanted for two years, and I was finally able to get it.
In the surgery prep room I couldn't take the smile off my face, I was so excited. I wasn't the least bit worried, even though everyone around me was crying and scared for me. This is what I have dreamed of doing for about 2 years now and to finally have it done feels like a miracle--a weight has been lifted off me that no one can even comprehend. Now, once this knee is 100%, I hope to get the other one done too just so I can finally be normal again. I miss being able to run without knee braces on, I miss being able to play sports normally, I miss it when my friends didn't constantly crack jokes or worry about my knees jumping out of place. I just want to be normal like I used to be, and this--this is how I get it. I'm ready to bare the pain, and I'm ready for what I know will be one hell of a recovery period, but I'm happy. And even now the smile won't leave my face.