It's the night before surgery, or as I like to call it "getting my knee stabbed."
Ready to get it over with? Uh huh.
Not wanting to wake up at the ass crack of dawn? You bet.
Not much to say, really. I have family down here to help me get around, although I'm hoping I don't need help for too long. Really not sure what to expect during or afterwards so we'll just see how things go tomorrow.
Wish me luck guys. I'll be around.