I got a sweet birthday gift a couple months ago when my orthopedic surgeon called to move up my surgery date. Of course that meant I only had a week to sort out all the pre-op stuff I needed to do. Blood tests, meetings with anesthesiologists, notifying friends and family, downloading movies and TV shows to watch during recovery. There’s a lot to do.
I ended up going with a private doctor because the public system was just too slow and conservative. One too many doctors told me that everything was fine, even after repeated relapses. There is only so many times you can go back out onto the field knowing you have a bum knee. » Read the rest of this entry «
