So my dad had his knee scoped the day before Thanksgiving. It was very interesting to see the doctor as the patient. He never said that he was nervous, but he did call me twice several days before to have me tell him how my experience was with my knee surgery. Also, he invited me to come to the surgery center before he went under the knife. The doctors and nurses were all teasing him a lot, and we generally had a great time! Except for Dad when he woke up probably. Not that he complained. He is not a complainer, which I am proud of. For the sake of dignity, I won't post the picture of his knee being shaved.... :)
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