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Every time we go to the orthopedist’s office my husband eyes the antique wheelchair in the corner of the waiting room.
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He even asked the receptionist if it was for sale.
Thankfully, it was not.
I love this practice, the doctors and the staff. The examining room wallpaper?
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Not so much.
It was a quick 6 week follow up appointment with the surgeon this time around and he couldn’t say enough good things about my recovery. Said my scar was a month ahead of scheduled healing, my range of motion was outstanding and the fact that I’d done it all without narcotics was phenomenal.
He high fived that information.
When I told him I still had tenderness on the top of my knee, soreness on the inside and some muscle pain behind …. he grinned and said, “Do you realize what we did to you 6 weeks ago? It involved bone saws and drills.”
Apparently I’m impatient and need to give my body time to heal.
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Scar progress, if anyone is interested.
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The middle bright spot is reflection from an overhead light, not discoloration.
Or an alien life form looking to break free.
Though it does feel like that some days…
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