I can’t believe it. Tomorrow is the day, and by this time I will be resting in my hospital room, family gathered around singing kumbaya. Yeah, right! Maybe the family will be gathered around, but we can ixnay the vocal gymnastics.
Getting up this morning was filled with excitement as a new bed arrived around 8:30 am. There is nothing like seeing comfort being carried in through the front door. As I type this, it’s getting accustomed to its new home and waiting for its first body impression of the night.
Next on the agenda was to obtain my temporary handicap placard, so off to the DMV I went with the necessary coveted form signed by my surgeon. I must say, there is nothing I’d rather do than see those smiling faces at the DMV asking me if they can help. *cough* The good news is that the visit was actually very quick, and I was thankful I had made an appointment in advance. Exiting the building with the bright red placard in my hand almost brought a spring to my step; but if I had a spring in my step, I wouldn’t be posting this blog about a knee replacement now, would I. 🙂
Quieting a rumbling stomach was next on the list, so my husband kindly offered to take me to one of our favorite places for breakfast, Hubcaps, where I proceeded to order a California favorite, Huevos Rancheros. All I can say is yummmmmm!!! And “burp”! And…”gawd that was a horrible picture I took with my iPhone!”
Now as I sit here enjoying a beautiful Monday afternoon, I realize that the only thing left to do is to enjoy this day and pack my bag for my hospital stay. Lessee, iPad…check! iPhone…check! Extension cord and adapters…check! Oh yeah and I need clothes and a toothbrush. I have my priorities, y’know.
As you read this you may wonder what I’m thinking underneath the humor. The answer to the question you all want to know is, yes, I’m nervous. But you know what? There is no other option. As I said in a previous post, I’m ready for this. Right now, the cane isn’t cutting it and I can barely walk without it. I’m ready for my new lease on life…to get back to some sort of normalcy and to travel the world with my husband.
I can’t end this post without saying how much of a support system my husband has been to me and how much his life has changed too because of this situation. It’s my knee being worked on but both of us have been affected. So thank you SO much to you, Dave, for taking such good care of me and for your patience and love.
The next post will be from my hospital bed with a new knee!