But, it almost didn’t. The 30th was one long nightmare of a day, and I’m currently taking Oxy and am very drowsy,

I’ll have to finish up my tale of the horrible week starting Monday May 13th and also write about the knee surgery that almost did not happen.

Boy, that was a shitty, horrible day, but it’s done. I ended up having to stay overnight. We were trying to do an outpatient routine, but I could not believe how excruciating the pain was. I swear it was more painful than when I got my left knee done. Even my roommate, Rose, thought it seemed like I was in more pain.

Right now, I’m just sitting on my bed and thinking about trying to read more than three pages without conking out.

Later, gator.