Absolutely Everything Sucks

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I have reached the everything sucks stage in my surgery recoup. Let's go through the paces together, huh?

I really had no idea what to expect the day after surgery. Being that I am extremely slow-minded, I thought I'd miss one day and hobble through the rest of last week. As discussed here, just plain dumb.

So, I rested. Four days of ice, elevate, Fresh Prince, baseball, hockey, NCAA, more baseball. I got so sick of sports at one point that I watched a Lifetime movie about a real sinister guy who preys on the love of a young girl...it was good. I was shouting at the screen.

Through it all, Melky has been by my side. Threatening anyone who comes to visit my room with immediate expulsion.

So, I was ready to go yesterday morning. Out of bed early and off to a work gig. I promised the nurse (Kathy) I'd do one visit and come back home. In the back of my mind, I thought I'd sneak in two, perhaps three visits. Halfway through the first meeting, I knew I was done. The leg was like a piece of granite.

Had I done something wrong? In the afternoon I called the doctor. When I told him it still hurt, he laughed. "It's supposed to," he said.

The information-sharing was still not enough for me. I googled post-op information for the type of tear removal that I'd had.

I wasn't supposed to take off the brace. I wasn't supposed to be on it day one. Now I could do a little walking, but not much. I should consider a return to work after two weeks, but full activity could take six. My leg would feel like granite until at least two weeks.

So, now I know.

I have not been a very good patient. Sort of like the Bubble Boy in the Seinfeld episode. I wonder why the kids aren't visiting. Yet I see how it goes for a patient. There is a lot of mis-directed anger. It makes me wonder why anyone in their right mind would want to be a nurse.

So, yesterday everything sucked. (Except the Yankees - they won again).

Today, things will be different. I will be more like Kelly Ripa who is on right now. I will be a ray of sunshine to everyone who crosses my path.

Problem is, no one wants to visit the bubble boy anymore after yesterday's mood.

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