Looks exactly like I fell into the swamp and a gator tried to eat me starting at my left knee. 25 staples. Trust me, you do not want to see that bloody, swollen, red, bruised mess. No freaking pain management to speak of. Don't get me started. I've had a dozen surgeries in my life and NEVER suffered the way I did after this surgery. Had it done one day, home the next after hobbling 120 feet down the hall using a walker. Fighting a fever now, but low grade. (This is the abbreviated version, minus profanities...)
Hope all is well with y'all. I do not recommend this surgery unless you 're next to crippled, which I was.
Later, gators. ~Hop Along Marion & Trigger, my walker. xoxo
Oh, yeah, my knee feels like it's the size of my head.