Snow snow snow! Picture taken from my back deck.
I am fortunate enough to have lovely neighbors that have cleaned my driveway several times. A little homemade Bailey’s Irish creme is my little attempt of gratitude.
Tomorrow is the big family brunch and will be my first outing since surgery. Hope I maintain my footing!
It has been an interesting 48 hours. On surgery day, I received a phone call at 6:30 a.m. Moving my surgery up by 2 hours. And when I went to check in, they hustled me through pre-op and I was on my way to surgery in 30 minutes.
The last thing I remember was scooting from the gurney to the operating table. Then, bam, I am out.
Woke up in a fog and got some pain meds. Big bulky knee brace on from lower calf to high thigh. Black is not my color!
I was ready to leave in an hour. How fun is it trying to use a toilet when you cannot bend your left knee? Or trying to put on pants?
It was rush hour and snowing when my daughter picked me up. An hour to drive 12 miles. When I got home, I shuffled in about 2 inches of snow to get in the house.
Plopped myself in the recliner with my left leg elevated and basically slept for the next 36 hours. Up every 4 hours for pain meds and little exercises. So glad I bought an elevated toilet seat!
Daughter spent Thursday night, but she went back to work Friday morning. It has been just me and the kitties.
I even threw an Italian porchetta in the crockpot so I have something to munch on. Friday night I slept in my bed instead of the recliner. And Saturday I cleaned up and put on clean clothes. Nice!!
Sunday I get to take the bandages and brace off. Clean up, then put them back on. Depending on the pain, I hope to start cutting back on pain meds because all I do is sleep.
Wouldn’t you know it. I have my snowblower all tuned up and ready to go. And there are several inches of snow. Oh well, the snow will have to wait.
This is my knee. The dark sorta oval shape near the top is my patella (kneecap).
The big dark area is my femur (upper leg bone). The white areas are pockets of inflammation.
My patella is not aligned in my femur’s trochlear groove where it should be. So on Thursday, I am having knee surgery to get back in the groove. A lateral release to cut (release) the ligaments on one side of my knee, done arthroscopically. And then an incision to tighten up the ligaments on the other side.
This should be interesting and I fervently hope it helps with my chronic knee pain.
I plan to sleep for days, interspersed with reading and movie watching. And I may have some interesting posts, depending on how drugged up I am.
The posts on Saturday were the first posts since three months ago. I have been busy! One thing that grabbed my time and attention was new flooring for the kitchen, dining room, upstairs hallway, upstairs bathroom, and the stairs to upstairs!
After finally deciding to do it, I first had to pick out what I wanted and then make arrangements for installation.
The following picture shows the old sheet linoleum in the kitchen and dining room. Same was in the bathroom.
And below is the new luxury vinyl tile. And Sunni of course. This new tile is now in the bathroom too.
The entire installation took two days. The cats were traumatized due to the noise. They hid downstairs in the laundry room on top of the cupboards above the washer/dryer.
I read a lot. And then some. So I was very excited when my sister-in-law’s book was finally published.
Behind Her Miami Badge: Undercover, the Cocaine Wars, and Life in the Fast Lane by Floy Turner and Sherrie Clark.
Floy’s story is told as if she is chatting with you at the local coffee shop. She was one of the first female Florida State Troopers back in the 1980s. There is humor, emotions, and many OMG moments. Discover firsthand why Floy and all law enforcement officers deserve a tremendous amount of gratitude and respect.
Please go to Amazon and grab her book. You can get a paperback or Kindle version.
Purchase the book by December 15 and 10% of the proceeds will be donated to the Florida Missing Children’s Day Foundation.
Do yourself a favor and read this book. And I am not just saying that because the author is a relative and I had the honor of helping with the editing.