Dream on.

     Today I saw the woman who is in large part responsible for my having knee surgery.  I first met her exactly one year ago, on Election Day 2012.  She'd had both knees replaced, four months apart, and is ecstatic with the results, as she was a year ago.  She is evidently in love with the surgeon; she refers to him by his first name.  She says she was not only pleased with the surgical results, but was thrilled to have awoken from the anesthesia seeing his face by her bedside.  Story of my life---I miss out on a lot of things.  My memory of waking up from the anesthesia is having the  disembodied voice of a nurse asking if I could move the toes on my right foot.  I tried, but no, I couldn't.  She asked if I could move the toes on my left, unoperated side, but no, I couldn't do that either, at that point.  I didn't care, though.  So I wasn't worried, but where is the romance in that interchange??

Strides

Today I participated in the Making Strides Walk at Washington Park in Albany.  The longest part of the walk, the most strides, was from where the car was parked, in front of Albany Medical Center, to the park, and of course the return trip.  About 15,000 registered for the walk, and the crowd was estimated at 30,000.  A lot of activities and team tents, a whole lot of pink, and a great amount of donations.  It felt good.

Minus the sinus

Since the word sinus refers to a hollow curve or cavity in the body, I asked  how it would be possible----can you lift a hole?  Turns out you can, as Google will attest in graphic detail.  Too graphic; I'd rather watch a TKR on a cadaver.

The Big Question: Ortho Style

The first question asked, or rather the second, after "How/Who are you?" is "Are you glad you had it done?" combined with "Is it better than before?"  When the answer is positive, relaxation sets in. 

Damn the Dentition

Terms to add to my dental vocabulary:  crown lengthening, sinus lift.  And besides dentist, oral surgeon, periodontist, endodontist, add on orthognathicist.

Knee Saga May to October

   Today was my first official visit to the surgeon since the May 24 surgery, though I'd seen him a few times in the hospital and once during a "meet and greet" at a visit to the P.A.  All went well: since I said I had no problems, I didn't need any X-rays, and everything else checked out fine.  The doctor said that the plastic "cushion" part is subject to deteriorate into the bone in from 15 to 20 years, indicating a need for replacement, sometimes of just the plastic cushion and sometimes of the whole knee.   The side of me that aspires  to be a comedian  wanted to ask him what happens when  I return in 20 years, and he's retired; who would I see then.  But instead I just said okay.  (Since he's not yet 40, he'll probably still be there 20 years from now anyway.)  I'm scheduled to pay another visit one year from the surgery, in May 2014, so that's enough of a goal for me.

From certain camera angles.......

......., and probably because it was the middle of the night, but the TV was tuned to the Live Well network, and Food Rush's Chef Ryan Scott had his mother as a guest on the "Desserts with Ryan's Mom"  segment, and when I woke up some time past midnight, I saw Dorothy.  It was mostly the hair, but her profile when she looked down was kind of haunting......