Counting down the days

I had my knee surgery on Tuesday and even though I wasn't nervous going in I was nervous about the pain that I had heard of that is yet to come afterwards. Only there wasn't much pain, I didn't even crack open the wonderful drugs that would of knocked me out and made me forget about just about anything that the doctor gave me. All would of been fine and dandy except that I spent a few days in TN before my surgery and brought back a nasty cold that settled into my lungs and kicked my lungs butt. So this weekend I have been in bed all day with cold/flu medicine and drinking lots of OJ. I would of never imagined that my biggest worry wouldn't be my knee at all and instead this cold. I will be glad when I'm no longer a limping smoking trucker sounding woman who actually brushes her hair and puts on clothes and ventures outside.