Well, it’s finally here. Surgery day. Can’t think of anything witty to say. I feel a lot like I did last year when I jumped off the Oceanside pier (for a charity event; I’m not completely deranged). Made the decision, climbed up on the rail and nothing left to do but jump. That’s actually a great analogy, because the swim back to shore (in this case, the PT and rehab) was much tougher than the jump. Here goes…

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