Ghosts of Ligaments Past

First off, thanks for all the very kind words about the weekend and my last post. The weekend went as well as could be expected, and mom was surprised and really liked her book. There were a few tense moments, but DP came to the rescue and I was VERY glad to be on the road home Saturday evening.

For those of you who don't know, I fell out of the garden last week--yes, I know, hard to do unless you are ME--as a result I have completely torn my ACL and will have reconstructive surgery next Friday. I am so not happy about this on a number of levels . . .mostly the level that will not allow me to drive for multiple weeks . . .since it is my right leg.

Secondly, I will receive a donor ligament . .yeah, like from a dead person. I keep having thoughts about the economy and people are cutting back on all sorts of things . . .so what if my surgeon takes the cheap way out and gets on on ebay or something, or on the clearance rack. I mean, there are clearance racks of sperm donors, so why not ACL's?? Not to mention DP keeps talking about my ligament coming with a ghost and what if the dogs sense that I have a foreign body part . ..will they bark at me or try to attack me??

Ugh . . .I think I would like to go spend some time with KJ and the Kids . . .she never ceases to crack me the hell up . . .and I think that would be good for my recover. In any case, I am free to whomever wants me since DP is leaving me high and dry after only a few days . . .it would involved slipping me some drugs occasionally and making sure I don't injure myself. Doesn't that sound like fun???