The visit to the specialist

The place was familiar since I had been there before to fix a broken index finger that was never the same. That Friday my wife was with me and I was using a boot and crutches so I found my way there bumping everything and everybody around me.  I filled the forms and the nurse told me "the doctor has no voice but she will still see you"...mmm...not a good start.   The doctor came and she indeed was whispering.  She was very nice and after checking my leg she softly said "in young active patients we recommend surgery because ..." and she went on and on to explain the the advantages of surgery versus the disadvantages of conservative treatment that mean limping for life.  All along I looked at my wife expectant to see whether the doctor would count me among the "young and active" category...and finally she did!  Without realizing we whispered back at her several questions about the procedure and she was very helpful. My surgery was scheduled for Monday at 1 PM, exactly four weeks and two days after injury.  She sent me for blood work and an EKG since hart problems run in my mom's side of the family.  Things were happening fast now.  That weekend I felt like a pregnant woman just before delivery trying to help with the physical chores around the house that I may not be able to do for months.