Oh Yes, Bionic I Will Be
I'm going to continue surfing unless and until the pain is so great that I'm forced to stop. The day after I saw the orthopedist, the cortisone injection was working like a charm. I say this in all honesty: Drugs are a wonderful thing.
I surfed yesterday at an uncrowded, virtually empty break that delivered small, playful waves. Not my best day on a board, but it was good enough for me. My mind was racing the entire session.
Will the new knee be a decent facsimile of the old knee? How much will this all hurt (given the fact that they will be cutting into and removing part of the bone)? Will the surgery kill me (and I normally wouldn't worry about that but Matt's death makes this a realistic concern)? How long will I be out of the water? How will the new knee effect my ability to pop-up quickly in bigger waves?
As far as I'm concerned, this is a done deal. It must be done. Let's do it now and get it over with. I'll see the doctor in a couple of weeks and break it down. My goal is to have the surgery done by the end of April. I will miss the summer months of surfing in L.A. That is more than fine. It's much too crowded here during the summer. Perhaps, if all goes well, I can begin to make forays into the water by the fall.