Happy Anniversary to Me!
Exactly two weeks ago Dr. D hacked my real knee out of my body and replaced it with some bionic shit.
I am actually walking around my kitchen a bit WITHOUT a walker. Living dangerously, baby - living dangerously.
I want to go to the nearest cool bar, order up a beautiful medium rare blue cheese burger, down two ice cold Blue Moons and two shots of Crown, and fucking laugh.
But there is a catch. The only chair I can sit in is my recliner. A kitchen chair, or my office chair brings on high-powered pain. Unfortunately this is normal at this stage.
A bar stool could result in amputation.
So, guess I'll celebrate by watching Law & Order with Carol. Grunt my way through 3 workouts between now and 6:00. Maybe watch some sports. Have a beer.
Not exciting, but it could be worse.
All things considered.
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