I have the dreads and I don’t mean coils of knotted hair.
I’m talking about “The Dreads” ====”reluctant, apprehensive or fearful”. Yes, I know, I am being a baby but I hate the idea of some doctor cutting into my tender skin.
Wednesday is the big day for my total knee replacement. I will be at Falmouth Hospital until Saturday and then over to JML Care Center for a week to ten days. My last name is Burden if you want to send me a card. Yes, I do have a lot of nerve asking for cards and putting my last name here but what the hell. You only live once so I might as well go for it. I might as well disclose my last name. What is anybody going to do–take over my identity, become a 59 year old cripple who uses a cane and doesn’t have any money or credit cards? Be my guest!!
One good thing about the surgery, at least I hope it is a good thing, and that is they don’t put you under they just sedate you and give you a spinal epidural. I really didn’t like the idea of being put completely under. Can you tell this is my first surgery?
OMG, I forgot about all the Buddies that will be coming to my house. I am such a dumbass. I have to go talk to Javajunkee.