The week before my surgery I made the big mistake of watching a YouTube video of a unicompartmental knee replacement surgery. I gripped the mouse in horror as I watched what was to be the future fate of my own knee. At the time it wasn't a good idea, but it has now provided a valuable purpose: whenever I’m flustered or angered about my knee progress, I think about that video and the brutality of that surgery. With all the cutting, sawing and hammering, it’s no wonder my knee aches as night, and is bruised from top to bottom. This was a serious surgery, and one that deserves a little respect.
With that in mind, I've been moving along with great strides. My spirits are good and my progress has been textbook. We went downtown last Friday for our friend’s birthday party. It was a great time but I may have over-did it though. I walked a little too far and by the time we got home, my knee was in a lot of pain. It was a grim reminder of the trauma that occurred only a week ago. My biggest challenge by far will be restraining my temptations to go big in the light of my progress and improvement.
I'm also concerned about how much I've been talking to the dog. We spend a lot of time together and he's been a great companion during my lonesome days on the couch. Most of it is gibberish, but occasionally we talk of important topics like whether he's pooped or not, if he's hungry or why he wont fetch certain things for me. He hasn't answered back yet, so maybe that's a good thing.