So, I went to the doctor today at 10 a.m. They cut off all my bandages, took out the tube that was pumping novicane into my knee, gave me a new prescription for percoset (fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about), gave me some shit to wash off all my iodine with and an optional physical therapy prescription. Well, that was all fine and dandy until he gave me the pictures from my surgery. They do it orthoscopically, so it's pretty easy since they have a camera in my knee to begin with. He showed me my meniscus and how it was thrashed in the back, but my lateral meniscus seemed to be fine, which wasn't expected.



Oh an also, I blew out my ACL again. Pretty fuckin cool huh?


So, depending on my knee, we'll see if and when I'll need another surgery. My very first surgery (which happened to be on this knee) they couldn't tell if my ACL was even torn, and if it was, they couldn't determine how much. My leg was strong enough to fool the doctors that my ACL was still entact. But, when they finally went in, they discovered it was complete torn. Now, the same rules apply here. I thought we were only dealing with a meniscus tear. But at the very last minute, my doctor says there is the possibility that my ACL could have a tear, but he said it wasn't very likely. Well well, when they went into fix my meniscus guess what? My ACL was tore the fuck up. So, if my knee keeps giving out on me, then yes, I'll have to have another surgery. But if it doesn't, then we could probably delay the surgery for some years down the road. Talk about depression..