Currently Reading: TF&S; Mindfulness in Plain English
Going to do a little something different for this Wednesday post: ACL Chronicles will be updated as the days go by, keeping track of the details of my rehab journey. In classic "Flowers for Algernon" style.
[12.17.2014]
First, the surgery day!
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| Before my knee becomes a cantaloupe :[ |

7:30AM Pre-op: I talk to the nurse, who gets a urine sample from me, and asks me to wear a standard hospital robe with just my underwear on. The nurses all say I look like a young little thing... (but I'm 24!) I put my belongings in a bag and keep my phone on me until the last possible minute. She asks me my name, DOB, and the operation I'm going to have: "left knee arthroscopy with possible (read: probable) ACL reconstruction and meniscal repair". I talk to the anesthesiologist who recommends a "femoral block" which will be a local anesthesia injected into my femoral nerve. It is strong and lasts for up to 24 hours after the surgery. It will help manage pain. I don't remember having that before but he recommends it. And since insurance no longer covers "cold therapy systems" (see Donjoy IceMan Cold Therapy System) for knee surgery patients (I have one from my last surgery but we've lost the AC adapter), I decide to accept his recommendation. I am wary of anesthetics but I don't think there are any other options to help me avoid excruciating pain. He gives me a dose of valium to relax me and tells me it'll feel like two shots of tequila. Eh. Didn't really feel like that as far as I remember. But perhaps I was more friendly? The doctor meets with me to mark me knee. The PA meets with me to tell me what kind of graft I am going to get, the bone screw, and the company that distributes these materials:
Arthrex BioComposite Interference Screw (10 x 28 mm) made of 30% biphasic calcium phosphate and 70% PLDLA, intended to be bioabsorbed into the bone.
Arthrex ACL Tightrope (Tibialis Tendon Posterior Frozen from the Achilles of a donor)
Later, I ask for my medical records and a copy of the serial numbers of these implants.
I'm slightly amused by the fact that I have part of someone's Achilles heel in my knee.
8:30AM OR: I am wheeled to the OR, half an hour later than scheduled. They sprawl out my arms to make me more comfortable and the anesthesiologist (Dr. Ho) talks me through what he is doing: 'I'm going to inject you with the anesthesia now. It's going to be really strong. Strong enough to put you out in about 5 seconds.' He distracts me with various questions as I tell him that the injection kind of hurts. 'Are your parents from the Philippines? Think about going there.' is the last thing I remember. I remember seeing the time before then: 8:42AM.
10:15AM Post-Op:At around 10:15, I awaken to my dad beside me and the nurse unstrapping me from something. She says 'Welcome to the land of the living. Your surgery went really well.' I ask the nurse a few questions as the brief me on the discharge instructions. She asks if I want something for pain and I say I don't need it because it's a narcotic. They say the center will call me to check up the next day. My dad and I spend about half an hour making small talk until I decide it's time to go. Sandra and a nice nurse named Sonny helps me onto a wheelchair while my dad gets the car. We leave by 11 something AM. I am recommended to not bear any weight on my knee because of the meniscectomy and the biocomposite bone screw. Too much too fast can cause failure of the bone screw to reabsorb, I'm told. The meniscal damage was worse on the medial side (a buckethandle tear) with some damage laterally.
Homeward Bound:
Throughout the day, I feel pretty good about my knee. There is very minimal pain (1/2 out of 10) because of the femoral block. But I am very numb where the femoral region is as well as throughout the leg all the way to the medial side of my ankle. It is a strange feeling and I wonder what kind of pain I'd be in if I hadn't taken the block. I take care of a few work-related things, read, and put ice on top of the ace wrap and bandages (I can't feel anything though...).
My mom finds our old Donjoy Iceman but we are missing the AC adapter and I contemplate ordering a replacement so I can have it around when I go back up north.
Thursday will be the moment of truth...










