One day short of 2 weeks from surgery, I receive clearance for everything but soaking my knee or swimming. I am okay to drive, I'm told. I know I could have safely driven a week ago, but decided to wait for the official word. But the naysayers have doubts: "What if you need to stop really fast and need to stomp your foot on the brake with full force?" "How can you drive with that horrible looking incision still on your knee?" "What if......?"
I guess I'll just sit here and have other people haul my carcass around. And then when I get to Rehab, I'll break into tears because it's so darn hard. That's me, all right.
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