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Tuneups and other euphemisms for ouch

Tuesday was a blur, one that began at 0430. Fast shower, grabbing coffee and a muffin, then rousing Daughter so she could wash her face and brush her teeth prior to procedure.

Fast forward to 1100 a.m. We pull into the driveway, Daughter crutches her way into the house, and proclaims it a day to sleep. Really sleep.

Surgeon did some work in that knee of hers. Cleaned out a ton of scar tissue (apparently she has a body that really likes to make it...), trimmed her meniscus, and shaved away some bone that had grown a little more aggressively than anticipated.

This equates to taking a roto rooter to the interior of the knee and letting it run amok for about a half hour.

She's bruised, sore (understatement), but relieved relieved that she wasn't imagining what she felt going on in there. She knew something was amiss, and this proved it.

So now she heals, then slowly begins to resume her soccer training.

Tomorrow we visit the surgeon for a post op, and for specific instructions for her trainer/team doc in RI.

Saturday morning she gets on a plane and heads back to school. Where there's another storm expected before she lands.

Seriously.

But she's going to be fine. And I'm just kind of cranky and maybe a little freaked out about her departing so soon..though she can't wait to get back.

Which is probably exactly how it should be.

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  1. What an early start! I couldn't handle getting up at that time!
    Perhaps you could check out my blog? Could follow each other :)

    Tazz

    www.veritalane.blogspot.com

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