Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Burying my heart at wounded knee
The lovely and talented Casey goes under the scope today so we're only a little less nervous than Roger Simon when he hears a strange noise outside. Of course it didn't help when we met with the surgeon yesterday and his paperwork said 'right knee'.
It's the left. Her right knee is the one she dislocated last summer.
Anyway, I'll be back later.
(Update): Surgery went well. A clean tear and the tendon transplant went very well.
And, yes, they did mark the correct knee.