The prosthesis my surgeon, Michael Ries, will be installing is called Journey. I haven't decided what I think about that, as I really don't know much about these things. But the name is thought provoking. At least it wasn't something like, Harmony or Happiness. I don't like false promises. But journey does seem like a good name. Apparently it's good for "younger" patients (those of us under 50) because it's supposed to last longer -- maybe 15 to 20 years. If I live a normal lifespan, I'll have to get another one of these. That's why the doctors don't like doing them in younger people. Who wants to go through this stuff twice? Maybe I'm crazy to be going through it even once. Sigh. Tell me I'm not crazy. Maybe I am.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
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