Work

Well I usually work third shift at a hospital for the mentally ill.  Yesterday I had to work first and OMG.  My knee was and is still freaking killing me. I mean it always hurts, but wow.  I go back to the OS Thursday, she is suppose to tell me when my surgery will be.  I can hardly wait.  THe prospect of finally being to live my life and be painfree is absoluteley euphoric to me.  Well short and sweet. Had to vent.