I made it through my arthroscopic knee surgery this morning. All seems to have gone well. How would I know otherwise… I was knocked out the entire time.
Was given a big bottle of Vicodin, but I have yet to feel enough pain that it would require Vicodin. I’m sure I’ll be singing a different tune tomorrow morning when I won’t be able to reach that “big bottle” fast enough.
Talked to my mom today. She sounds cheerful considering the situation. She has her third chemo session tomorrow.