Is it June yet???????

While the students are anxiously counting down the days of school left.. 13 days and 3 days of exams, their weary teacher is counting them as well. I will miss this year's group of graduating seniors. Several of them hold a very special place in my heart and I will be sad to see them go, but I am excited about what God has in store for them. But, I am counting for another reason.

Last week I went and saw my local orthopedic doctor who has been treating me since I was 14. After consultation with him about my pain in my knee, it was determined that I needed a new MRI and it was probably time to discuss surgery. There is a new procedure out where doctors can replace the kneecap on a person instead of the entire knee. Well, my kneecap is the messed up part. Problem is, this is really new surgery and the only person remotely close to Macon that does them is a doctor at the Hughston Clinic in Columbus.

So we waited for the call, and today, Mom and I made the drive to Columbus to meet with the doctor there. While driving through the beauty of west central Georgia, my phone rings and its the doctors office calling to let me know the doctor is sick, I would be seeing the PA. I was fine with that as long as I got some answers to my pain. Since the plans changed, my appointment time changed from 11:30 to 1:00. Just enough time to have lunch with an old friend of mine and her two adorable kids before they move to Rhode Island this summer... life of an Army Wife.

Back to doctor's appointment. We got to the clinic, and this place is nice. I guess they are world famous orthopedists for a reason. When we were called back I was put in a room and we waited on the PA to show up. Now, if I get to see the PA all the time I am in the hospital this summer, it will be just fine with me.... talk about some EYE CANDY!!!!! Back to the issue at hand, he thinks I am a perfect candidate for a partial knee replacement to happen sometime the beginning of June. I will spend several days in the hospital in Columbus and the home for about 6 weeks of recovery. Of course, this means I will not be going to the summer class I wanted to go to, but oh well, there is always next summer.