Mrs. M and I got to the surgical center today, a few minutes before our scheduled 6:45 arrival. I signed a few forms and was conducted back to pre-op. We went through my list of meds, and how recently I had taken each of them. “I’ve been following the instructions I got a couple of weeks ago, and at the pre-op physical,” I said.
But it turns out that one of those meds actually is a Very Bad Idea when one is going to be put under anesthesia. (Who knew heroin was such a big deal?) So my knife fight has been postponed until next Thursday, which coincidentally would have been Dad’s 81st birthday. The Spawn and Intended are still coming down — I’ll be able to pick them up at the airport — but now they’ll be here for the surgery itself, rather than the aftermath.
And how are you today?
Professor Mondo 
So, you’ve got a case of blue knees?