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When I was coming from anesthesia, I felt groggy like a good hangover (a bad hangover is accompanied with vomiting and nausea, a good hangover is just lethargy). I responded well to anesthesia, I came out of it quickly, I experienced absolutely no pain. Sure, the three inch bandaging around my knee was awkward, but that was about as far as my complaints went.
Then the most peculiar thing happened. A few minutes before I was to be released, the doctor came to speak to me. They did a lateral release on my right knee. A tendon had tightened to the point that my knee cap was running onto the cartilage and had fractured. It did not show up on the MRI or the X-Rays, but with an arthroscope, it could finally be diagnosed. So this mysterious knee pain is (finally) not just “all in my head”.
The problem would not have been fixed by physical therapy.
So this surgery was a necessity. I’m glad I did this. Thanks for all the positive thoughts! I don’t think that my surgery could have gone any better and my body is responding to the medications like a champ without any trace of side effects.
Of course, I need to give one huge thank you to Cowboy, who drove me to and from surgery. He waited around for five hours while I was under the knife. Now he has me on the couch and is tending to my every need. He’s taken over all cleaning, all errands, all pet care chores or anything that requires me to take more than four steps from my current position. I honestly couldn’t ask for a better roommate. He’s been nothing short of amazing.
Thank you everyone! I’m on top of the world again.
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