Yup, folks…finally got it done. Now, I am in some kind of state where I can’t walk much due to the swelling and and newly reconstructed ACL..
Anyhow, I got a surprised package after the ops, a piece of my menicus(L)…well, definitely have torn it during that unfortunate reuda class one week before NDP 2006. No way, one could have tear his acl during dance..that’s what the doc offered.
The day of the ops, met evil gus mel , chief tormentor in PA days..some 9 yrs ago..some of my knee problem must have been due to his infamous back to zero squat kicks…oh well, what I can possibly say..
The last meal before the ops at east coast was really nice..cos my supportive wife presence and of course, the though of making that one change in my life that could really make me a better person, well, too long a procrastination for me..
At the hospital, 1500hrs..did the admission thingie…the doc on duty drew some of my blood for test, I was tagged and was told not to remove it till I discharged… was ushered into my ward, ward 75, bed 4, room 12…and was issued a surgery gown and a pair of disposable undies for the ops….well, my dear wifey was with me all the time.
2000hrs: the attendant came and I changed..the undies was too darn tight…reminiscing the last ops that I had…some 21 yrs ago…there was no disposable undies back then!
2030hrs: In operating theater, I was asked my name, my IC number and which knee is going to be operated on, and if the knee was marked, a total of 4 times and yes, I was asked if the consent form was signed by me…
2100hr: Knocked by the anesthetic…start the operation did…
2330hrs: Out to the ward again…very glad to see my wife…and she returned my ring…cos no ring/metal whilst in the operating theater.