ACL Surgery, Plane Crash, and Barbra Striesand

On Wednesday I underwent a full ACL reconstruction on my left knee. The surgery went well but that was about it. After surgery I felt like shit, this is to be expected but boy does it suck. After I decided I was ready to take the trip back to Brooklyn I got into a wheelchair and spent the next 20 minutes with one of those very fine nurses, the kind that hate patients.

I'm now waiting for Laura to grab a cab outside but there was no luck. It seems that a plane crashed into a building about 5 blocks from where I was sitting. Anyone who has ever lived in Manhattan knows that its hard to find a cab at 4pm and in the rain but then imagine a plane crashing into a building around the corner from you. Are you fu@#ing serious? So here is Laura and I sitting in the waiting room for about 2 hours, calling all the car services we can find who of course remind us that a plane just crashed into a building right around the corner from us. Are you fu#@ing serious?

At this point Laura has come and gone about 8 times trying to find us a cab and suddenly it paid off. Tim! Tim! Come on! Finally, about five hours after I got out of surgery, we're on our way to Brooklyn! After sitting in a cab (thankfully still under crazy medication) for an hour and a half, we made it home. Laura made me a sandwich and then she was off to the Garden for a night of Streisand. I was just happy to be home.