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The knee surgery saga continues.

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And at 62?

It’s time for replacement parts.

The husband and I (his presence was mandatory as my designated care giver) spent a mind numbing two and a half hours in a conference room at the hospital the other day, sitting through a class of pre and post op information I’ve already been given three times.

Seriously, the lecture and presentation were word for word identical to the large folder of material given to me by the orthopedist.

I’d say it was a complete waste of time, but I did learn not to pack a lizard in my bag….

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So there’s that.

And yes..

That was an actual part of the presentation.

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I sneaked a picture for the blog and earned a dirty look from the nurse.

If she holds it against me in the operating room? I’m blaming you.

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