To get the stupid knee surgery. I don't want to have it done. Truth is, I'm chicken. Yes, I am aware of the irony. I don't like the idea of the loss of control. Docs are control-freaks.
But the steroid shot worked for all of a week before I started hobbling again. I'm at the point where I can barely stand for anything. If I limp, my knee feels better but my hip starts hurting. If I walk without a limp, the pain is so intense I'd volunteer for an AKA. Laparoscopies are killing me with all of the foot controls for the instruments.
Ortho was just laughing at me. In the "I TOLD you this is where you would end up" sort of way. It's not easy, trying to schedule stuff when you are a doctor. I had looked at my OR schedule a few days ago and knew that I had surgeries booked out until October...so I scheduled for late October. Now the secretaries have the fun task of rescheduling that week of office. I hate doing that to them. I'm only taking a week...ortho thinks I'm insane. But coverage is an issue. I hate to dump on others.