I love going on rides at amusement parks. I have a special strategy I employ when I go. If the ride looks really scary, I’ll just get in line and not think about what’s going to happen once the ride starts. During the past couple months, I’ve done the same thing with this upcoming knee surgery. I know what’s going to happen – hell, I’ve even been through it once before, but I’ve tried to not focus on what my Dr is actually going to do to my knee. Now that I’m through the surgery and laying down in the hospital bed it’s hard to deny the reality of the situation: This sucks.