Day Two On My Way

So, the right knee is killing me this morning. I don't know why this of all mornings. It's not that cold outside. It's not raining. I haven't done anything out of the ordinary. Even so, it was all I could do to make it up the stairs to my office this morning.:crutch: For those that don't know me, in high school I was running laps around the football field at track practice, stepped in a gopher hole (I live in the sticks!) and managed to all but destroy my knee. Track was no more. Hell, if Freddy Kruger were chasing me right now, I'd just have to turn around and wait for him. :drum:

I told G. this morning about my decision to have the surgery. G. is my boss. He's a butthead but I like him. Anyway, I knew he would be against it for all the obvious reasons, but ultimately, I wasn't asking for his approval, I was simply giving him advance warning that sometime in the near future I was going to be out for a while. He did ask me to wait until after the first of the year since we have an ISO audit coming up and I said I would, but I'm not happy about that decision either, because when I take time off from work after the first of the year, the company is going to force me to use up any vacation and personal time I have before they would pay short-term disability, which I think is unfair and ought to be illegal, but whatever.

I'll deal with that hurdle when the time comes.

Fasting BS this morning was 234. Not good. I know its the stress. Oh well, all of that will be better soon.