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That's good to hear. My mom had her other knee done back in 2013 and she was laid up for three days, I think.

 

My wife's surgery was laparoscopic; me, they opened up from hip point tohip point. She said her operation was nearly painless. Mine, not so much.

 

Mine was a hip, which is much easier than a knee. Still, pretty amazing.

 

Yeah, hernias are a whole different thing. I remember in high school, some football player would take a knee injury and have a five inch incision, maybe two. Now it's band aid surgery and the repair is far better. Anytime that they have to lay you open it's very different.

That said, the definition of "minor surgery" is surgery on someone else.

 

In the mid-80s I had a hernia repaired in an outpatient procedure. (The day's hijinks included getting my nether regions shaved by a high-school classmate!) I went under the knife about 9 a.m. and was home recuperating by lunchtime. Didn't really have too much discomfort.

Then ...

About three weeks later, I was on the phone with someone and had to pause for a sneeze. Ho. Lee. Fuck. "I gotta call you back," I gasped. "I think my insides just exploded."

 

Ugh. I have been very lucky with my health. I don't look forward to when the various parts start to break down and need to be tinkered on.

The only significant surgery I have had was eye surgery after a blowout fracture in a car wreck. I absolutely do not recommend eye surgery if you're looking for a good time.

 

I've dealt with various surgical issues regarding my wife for 35 years plus. I'm very aware of that.

 

Pre-op RN: "Any issues with anesthesia previously?"
Me: "Not that I'm aware of."
Pre-op RN, confused: "What does that mean?"
Me: "I woke up every time so far. But you never know."

Other than the biopsies for this cancer, endoscopies and colonoscopies, the only other surgeries I can recall where I went out were my wisdom teeth in 1977 and my tonsils in 1963, which were actually same-day as well.

I hadn't spent a night in the hospital -- as a patient -- until fainting in the RV park three winters ago.

 

I've had cancer surgery to saw off the same nut that they removed a cyst from 5 years earlier. Other than that I'm 50, relatively big and strong and working the gym and pounding the pavement to keep age related issues away as long as possible. I don't want to be broken down in my 60s and 70s.

 

I could never be an anesthesiaologist or CRNA. Your job is to take a surgical patient down to just this side of dead and hold them there while they are cut open.

I've screwed up at work too many times in too many ways to even consider it.

 

I had to get my mother's doctor to fill out a form for her this summer. One of the questions was: "Is the patient currently free of communicable disease?" The follow-up was, "If you answered 'Yes,' please explain."