The title of this post came to me in a flash of not-so-brilliant brilliance. Pay no attention to it. There is no danger ahead (unless you live in eastern Ukraine; then all bets are off).
I am writing this on President’s day to tell y’all there may or may not be posts this week. Tomorrow (Tuesday) I am having my left knee replaced. (Yay!) Same ortho doc that did both of Smokey’s knees. Only an overnight in the recovery space, which is a converted hotel (!) We have to be at the surgery center at 5:15 am, which I believe is a damned pinko commie plot — no way should we have to get up in the middle of the night, especially since the surgery center is a 1.5 hour drive. And there is snow in the forecast, <1″ on Tuesday and 5″ on Wednesday. Smokey will have fun navigating through that to bring me home.
Today was the day to get ready. Saturday I had a (negative) covid test and MRSA test; the latter kinda baffles me — if I had a MRSA infection, I think I would know it. The test was negative, of course. Other preparations: wash my bedding so I sleep on a freshly washed sheet and under a freshly washed comforter. Shower tonight with special top-secret, germ-killing soap (Hibiclens) from neck to toes, do same thing again tomorrow morning, Dry myself with freshly washed towel both times. Apparently, the surgeon/medical staff are death on infections. But there is nothing in the instructions about what I should wear — I guess they assume I put on freshly washed clothes every day. Heh, not.
It seems a bit overboard to me, but what do I know? If they want to put me through extra work to avoid an infection, I will do the work. Not gladly and with a certain amount of bitching, but I will do it.
See you on the flip side!