So i had my knee surgery on wednesday...it went well (or that's what everyone kept telling me). I had never had surgery before so it was slightly scary. After i woke up in recovery the first thing i remember saying (after asking for a pillow to put under my knee) was profusely thanking my anthetist. It was hillarious. like it was probably the most heart felt thank-you I've ever given anyone. And i wanted to thank everyone i saw. Amy weaver picked me up and took me home, making sure that i was about as comfortable as i could be. I spent most of wed trying not to get sick. the combination of the anesthetics and pain meds made me extreemly nautious. so i just layed on the sofa and talked to random people on the phone. i had to make sure that i didn't talk to fast because if i did, then the room would start spinning. Around 8 I got really hungry (I hadn't eaten or drank anything all day) so Nat and i went to go get pizza. I love how crackers were upsetting my stomach but i managed to hold down like 5 pieces of black olive little caesars. :)
it's been pretty much the same story yesterday and today. not eating a whole lot...watching more news then i care to (lots of people are dying in the kc area...just in case you're wondering) and trying to hobble around the apt. today though i am able to walk around without my crutches. amy and i hung out this morning by the pool...what a great way to recover!!! tomorrow some of us are headed out to a jazz fest in op. hopefully i'll have enough energy to make it.
sidenote...when they do scope surgeries on knees they fill the knee with water. it's the WEIRDEST feeling. the only way i can describe it is stomach gurgling going on in my knee. gross.