Roller Coaster

This day could best be described as a roller coaster day.

Earlier this afternoon (2:15 PM) I had my surgery time to repair my injured knee, confirmed: 

this Friday at 11:30 AM. 

I was wrapping my head around this when I took to my bed for my daily afternoon nap.

I awoke an hour and a half later to the sound of my silenced iPhone beeping with a phone call.  As I pick it up I notice two messages on it already.

I answer my phone.  It is "Ginny" from my orthopedic surgeon's office.  She tells me that I didn't pass my EKG test yesterday and they have made an appointment with my cardiologist at 10:30 AM this Friday.  They detected an extra heartbeat (something I've been aware of for a few years now, two stress tests during those years) for:

Cardiac Clearance

She said the anesthesiologist will not go near me for surgery unless I get a "cardiac clearance."  

I called my neighbor Barbara and told her the latest developments.  She said she has to get a cardiac clearance whenever she goes under.  Apparently this is routine.  I hope so.  

Of course this development has me scared to death.  I'm not ashamed to admit I'm not a brave man.  But I do care about those who care for me.  I am afraid.  More afraid than I've ever been for surgery.  I was wondering why earlier today and was told because this knee surgery affects my mobility.  So much of what I do.  

Bill hates it when I say this, but he gets more upset than I do when something like this happens. We're just trying to hold it together here folks.  Thank goodness we have each other.

Quadriceps Tendon Rupture

The news from my doctor wasn't good yesterday afternoon.  He informed me that my quadriceps in my left knee were torn (disconnected) when I fell three weeks ago (to this day).  That's why I can't lift my lower left leg.  The technical term is:

quadriceps tendon rupture 

See HERE

He has to connect (sew) them back together.  That means he has to drill holes in my knee for that repair. That means I need surgery.

Surgery is scheduled for this Friday.  It will be outpatient surgery. Six to eight weeks recovery. The doctor tells me I won't be able to punt a football anymore. But I should recover nicely with a combination of bed rest and physical therapy. 

You know, there is a good blogger friend of mind who occasionally complains of his "boring" life.  Well, my life is anything but boring.  I'll take boring any day to what I'm going through now.  

I'm not a brave fellow folks. I'm the first to admit it.  But I will get through this.  I think the worst of it will be the inactivity and not being able to drive.  The loss of my mobility. But I will adjust.  I've already adjusted. 

Now back to bed to put this leg horizontal and get some relief.