Kelly's Korner Komplaints

I have always heard of a man who, as he entered his house, would walk by a certain tree and touch it. Finally, someone asked him why he did this. He said that the tree was his trouble tree, and that he touched it and left all the troubles of his day there before he went into his house. Well, in this modern age, I have decided to do a blog occasionally, under the title listed above, that can serve as my "troubles tree."

Kelly's Kurrent Komplaints:

• I made one of the worst decisions of my life back in April when I decided to have knee surgery. First of all, I had it on Friday the 13th of April (I didn't used to be superstitious about that). I was told it should be easy, and the recovery simple. My second mistake was believing that!
• A couple of weeks after the surgery my calf was swollen like a very hard balloon. They found a blood clot, and I had to go in the hospital for that.
• My son had his first starring role in a play, as Tevia in Fiddler on the Roof. The first of the four performances was at 7:00 PM on Thursday night May 3. Performances followed on Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon. At 5:00 PM on Thursday, May 3, I was admitted to Jackson Hospital, and I was not released until the following Wednesday. I missed every performance of the play (though several friends, including my son-in-law did give me dvd's and tapes). [Are you crying for me yet?]
• Following the hospitilization was the great fun of blood thinners. It seemed to be going well, but one day, after I had had a blood test, they called me and said, "Don't cut yourself, or bruise yourself; your blood is messed up and you could bleed profuselly." Yet more fun.
• I believe that it is due to the walking funny for my knee that I am now suffering with back problems. Every symptom says that I have a ruptured disk. I went to the doctor on July 8, and he made an appointment for me to see the neurosurgeon - August 13th. It only hurts when I stand, sit, walk, or lay down. The last time I had a ruptured disk they were able to treat it with injections. I hope that they can this time. Right now I am functioning thanks to pain medication.
• I hate measuring time by when my next pain pill is. I dislike intently taking pain medication in the first place.

THERE ARE OTHER THINGS I COULD KOMPLAIN ABOUT, BUT THAT WILL SUFFICE FOR NOW.