[scottmandue]

Well, I have been procrastinating on getting my knee replaced for, I don't know about ten years now ��
So I woke up in assisted living after my spectacular crash and burn and said to myself "I gotta get out if here!
But... A few years back I was approved for a knee replacement so I started getting all proactive and $hit and bugging my Dr and to his credit we moved forward.

Now twenty years ago if we were talking titanium ball joints it would be about my 944 or miata.

As much as I dislike assisted living it seemed like a good idea to stay here until I healed.

Had the surgery on the third and I'm wobbly but walking.

My experience:
Oww! Owww! Ow!
(Thank gaud for drugs!!!!)
Very weird sensation knowing you body is sending pain signals to your brain but the drugs are blocking them.
Also weird thinking there is a big chunk of metal where my knee used to be. I have just now started examining my knee. (Insert obligatory perv comment about exploring your body) ��
More weirdness surgeon said they glued it in place.
At first it was puffy and numb (as was I from the meds)
But now I'm "coming down" I'm starting to look at it and trying to determine where I end and the metal begins.

Anyway during my stay here I have learned much and starting over... At 66..! Oh what the neck lets do thus!

First move is to get outta this place {$$$$} and into " retirement or senior housing" {$$} and back to my hometown where all my friends and family are and many things are easy walking distance.

Currently residing in north Long Beach (and Snoop Dog has yet to visit me!!! ): about ten miles from San Pedro where I want be.



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