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I’ll be having partial knee replacement sometime in the near future. And yes, I admit I’ve been doing some online research.

That was a mistake.

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Big mistake… because now my algorithms have picked it up and I’m flooded with knee surgery disasters everywhere I look. On Google, in my news feed and on Facebook.

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Especially on Facebook . Every day there’s a new horror story, written or on video.

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This is not what I need to see right now.

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Nope.

She doesn’t look at all happy.

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Good grief. As if I’m not nervous enough, now I have to worry about nausea and not pooping?

I really need to stop reading these things.

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Of course for all the horror stories, there are a few things that make me smile.

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That looks doable.

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I’m going with tennis ball.

The pickle jar and beer mug would just result in crunching and I’ve got enough of that already.

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My normal day right now is between bees! and I can’t stop crying… with occasional bouts of hurts so bad I can’t move. I’m guessing after surgery I’ll have to keep an eye out for bears and ninjas. Though honestly, unconscious sounds preferable.

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