All that crab meat up there is my abused ACL and its attendant scar tissue. Femur is in the top left. Doc was pretty emphatic that I built up a ton of scar tissue in a short time. How does that information make its debut into the here and now? In the Doctor’s words, the therapists will have to be “extremely aggressive” in restoring my range of motion. Sweet.
But this is just a teaser. One of the most enduring memories I have of the procedure is the sound of that steel device that he called his shop-vac. It was hypnotic and relaxing to listen to it pulsate from the other side of the sheet while staring at the monitor and watching it clean up all the junk on the other side of my skin.
You’ll hear that sound in the video when I post it. That sound and the sound of drills and beeps and hisses and laughs – we had fun.
I’ve been a bit foggy for a few days, but I think I’ll be able to put something together tomorrow.
Thanks for tuning in!
“Kinda” gross?
Noooooooo…
OK, for the squeamish among us how about warnings and “below the fold” kind of notations.
And I don’t have the strongest of stomachs, Kris, but when it is removed from the context of the exterior of the body like that – i.e. I can’t see the actual hole in the actual leg – it doesn’t bother me.
Well, the title was kind of a warning.
I don’t know how to do “below the fold” or “after the jump.” You might just want to assume there will be some ugly pictures in the next few posts.
Sorry.
There are a couple o’ few flavors o’ “gross,” the least objectionable among them bein’ stuff that happens to OTHER people. That said, I could’ve never been in the med bid’niz, for my stomach she is waaaay too weak.