I’m a little nervous but otherwise way too calm. I’m about to have my knee invaded in the worst way and I’m just going to allow those medical professionals to do so. I’m still up in the air about the allo and being told I will only truly be happy with auto results. Some have said absolutely yes, others have said no. I’ll see how I feel tomorrow morning. Right now I still need to finish packing all my crap. Do you have any idea how much “stuff” someone can accumulate over the course of a year? How about seven? OK, I’m going to just have to toss most of this stuff into boxes and deal with it when I get to the new apartment.

Hopefully I’ll get 4-5 hours sleep. Since Lenox Hill is a short trip away from work, I’m going to cab myself along with all my junk there and then have Mom and Dad pick me up and go to The Hospital. You have to fast from midnight before surgery so I went out and gorged myself with vanilla fudge ice cream and a half gallon of lowfat chocolate milk… yum yum!!! I’m not going to bother doing any more ACL research. I’ve read myself to the death and just want to get this thing over and done with. Good night.