I recently had knee surgery, as I over did it on the running.  Apparently, you can’t sit for 8 years and then start running like a mad man and expect not to be hurt.   Long and short of it, I busted up something in my knee.

I had surgery the last week at McMaster Hospital, and it was a busy day.   I was informed when I arrived that they were having 67 day surgeries.   Wow….ok.  The kind nurse took me to the back and gave me some robes and quickly told me to undress.   Undress I did.   I walked out, and they poked me with the IV, and then I was carted off with 3 others down the hall to the OR.

I then had my Doctor confirm it was my left knee he was working on (and he marked it with a sharpie to confirm), then we walked into the OR.  I then took off the robes (thinking this is what you are to do), and all the Doctors and nurses stared at me with shock.  I then heard the nurse say “Why are you naked?   You’re having knee surgery”.    Kind of wish they told me that when I was getting undressed.   Following that they told me that I can keep my robes on.   I was thankful for that request, as it was damn cold in the room.

Well…all that said and done. I’m healing and limping with my cane to a speedy recovery and I’ll be dancing to MC Hammer “Can’t Touch This” to a crowd in no time!