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My life is pretty dull. I play with a toddler, watch a lot of Yo Gabba Gabba and experiment with the crock pot. I have no bed time and I find humor in Laffy Taffy jokes. Conan O'Brien is my anti-drug.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Attack of the zombie knee, day 5

These may not look like much to you, but this is a huge effing deal to me. I have so much more flexibility this time around postop than I did last year during cannibal knee. I feel stronger, I feel braver to push myself, and in complete honesty I feel a little stupid. Mainly because I know if I push myself too hard going to end up with a knee three times more swollen than the than the average bear and I keep pushing myself anyway.

But whatever, I have to get to 90° bend by a week from Thursday, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to get there. I'm almost there now already! As far as straightening  my knee it's almost there. Or at least as straight as I could ever get after cannibal knee. (As a refresher, cannibal knee = last year's ACL replacement using my own tendon. Zombie knee = last week's replacement using a dead person's body part.)

That's kind of it. I really don't have much to say. My days revolve around keeping Tommy just entertained enough that I can ice my knee in peace while borderline tripping on Percocet. Far too much online shopping, far too much day dreaming and zero accomplishments to date. Aside from helping my girl Heather with her LulaRoe business I haven't done crap in days. In about a week and a half? I'm going to have ALL the laundry.








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