Heroes marathon on right now. Blessed be the boredom.
It could be worse – golf on TV has got to be the lowest for me. But then there's always Dr. Phil.
It brings back memories of my knee surgery in 1975, 40 years ago
, before arthroscopic surgery was common. I was in an Air Force hospital for two weeks. And for 4 or 5 days after surgery, my leg was immobilized in a hip-to-ankle bandage. I couldn't walk until about a week later. I had to shave my entire leg before surgery, and they painted it with betadine disinfectant. I didn't get to wash that stuff off until the bandage came off. Standing up in a shower hurt like hell because I hadn't been upright since the surgery and the knee throbbed.
I had to go to PT twice a day in the hospital, in a wheel chair. Because it was a military hospital, no one pushed the wheel chair. So they kept me real busy and I was worn out each day. The really good part was I got to sleep each night, something I rarely got with that damn Navy job I had. The pain meds they used back then were demarol or codeine. I had a bad reaction to demarol so I got a tiny codeine pill each evening, and slept like a baby
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