Knee upate:
My MRI results show torn cartilage. My sports medicine doc has refered me to an orthapedist or something. I don't know if he'll reccommend surgery, but I do know that all the post-op patients who were going to the same physical therapist as me, were patients of this new doctor I will be going to.
BOO!
-B
Labels: all about me
I'm feelin tragic like I'm Marlon Brando, when I look at my China Girl.
A very nice man from our IT department came into my office yesterday to adjust my computers for some reason. Now they are all fucked up. It's not that they are broken, but all my personal preferences are blown away. All my Explorer links are gonzo. My hot keys in various work software are gone. My network mapping is all screwed up. I'll have to set a bunch of shit up all over again and it's gonna be a big pain in my ass.
Poor cupcakes.
The saga of my Knee continued this morning when, at 6:00 am, I rolled into the open-air MRI center to "get some pictures taken". I hope I don't have to get surgery on that thing, but whatever it takes to get me back to normal. Actually I think it would be awesome if I could get some sorta bionic knee. I don't have to be the 6 million dollar man. I could settle for the 10 thousand dollar man or something like that.
You might recall from my last post that I recently finished "Clash of Kings". An acquaintance of mine who has read all the available books in that series recently sent me an email congratulating me on finishing that book. It's always cool to talk about this story with people because of all the crazy plot twists and surprises. Unfortunately this person was confused as to which book I had finished. Thinking I had finished the third book (A Storm of Swords which I only just started), she proceeded to give away one of the very big surprises that I have yet to read. BOO!
*note: hopefully that was all spoiler free to those who are still reading*
Actually it was kinda a funny situation. I felt bad for her because I knew how awful she would feel for making the mistake but I had to tell her so she wouldn't make the same mistake again.
So Gwen if your reading this: Fuhgiitabout it! Don't shoot yourself please!
-B
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