@mendogal Thank you so much for the heartfelt reply

, and you said it well---some days I'm just over it. I'm truly sick of thinking about knees. I was very excited for this to be the final ride, the final procedure, the final "will it heal right," the final rearranging of my life --and the list goes on. I think the best word I can find to describe the last decade is simply
weary. It means a lot that you all let me pour my heart out, sharing the good/bad
(and sometimes downright UGLY!!) of the last 25 years---which unfortunately has defined and steered half of my life. I think I broke down in tears 9-10X yesterday just from frustration. Some other friends/family have made it clear they're done with my saga, and that gets to me sometimes, as I've been quite the hermit with social media and texting this time around. It's all I can do sometimes to not say
"YOU asked me---I didn't even bring it up!!" Those people who are most important DO care, and DO show their support thankfully, and that's all I need. I also know I needed a good cry over some things going on with my son's medical issues. When you add that to my knee, I just kept asking the universe why things are never just simple??!! We would love it, just one time, for something to be SIMPLE.
@EalingGran --I think that's part of the problem with going over there this weekend---everyone will ask me about the knee, a lot will insist on giving me their "expert" advice ((insert eyeroll emoji

)), and my sister-in-law (who LOVES to talk about other people's lives) will bring on the comparisons. Thankfully, she only lives 7 minutes away, so I can use the knee to bow out gracefully and ask Shawn to drive me home. He'll be MORE than happy to leave because of worrying about the big dogs. It's funny how I can look forward to going, just to get out and see people, yet dread knowing where some of the conversation will lead. Our saving grace is my son and husband were gone for a day-long trip Monday to tour a college 3 hrs away. Hopefully everyone will be more interested in THAT, as he's the youngest grandkid.
Last but not least---You guys are always here for me, and I probably should have relied on that more the last week instead of closing myself off further. I don't think I realized just how frustrated I've been with the outside world the last 2 years, and this part of my life recently brought that to the surface again. It's hard to ignore the "don't complain" expectations of my upbringing, when talking about it some always helps. You guys are the best.
