Damn, damn, damn. I have to have surgery on Monday. A week to prepare. I can prepare the house, my friends, my family, the kids, and my dog. But how do I prepare me? I so feel that my body betrayed me. I went to sleep one night a healthy, kick ass, 20 something, and woke up with some 90 year old man’s knees. What the hell? So now I get to go through a nice, painful procedure that might help with the pain. Then 6 weeks of my life recovering after that. All for hopefully better knees than I have now.