This weekend, I’ll be retaking the Undoing Racism training. I took it for the first time last spring, and I knew immediately that I’d want to take it again, and now that opportunity has come. So I’ll be re-undoing.
And then today I got some news that will lead to a different undoing. All that pain I’ve been having? Well, it seems I was right: something’s wrong with the equipment in my knee. The bottom piece of the three-piece replacement joint has slipped out of position and will need to be taken out and replaced.
Replaced. As in, I need to have knee surgery. Again. It doesn’t have to happen tomorrow, but it has to happen soon. So that first surgery, the one I was all excited about, all “I’m the poster child for knee surgery!” … that one now needs undoing and doing up again, hopefully with more success.
As much as I’m relieved — to know what’s going on, to know that I was right about what I was feeling, to know that it’s fixable — I’m really sad about having to have another operation.
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