Turns out, my ACL was completely torn. It's a bit weird to even think about that. I was walking around since April with no functioning ligament in my left knee. Even weirder? Thinking about the fact that I just had surgery. It's hard to even imagine, really. In true fashion, I was more freaked out about getting the IV than the actual surgery. Wow...I have really great priorities. Hey, at least I didn't freak out this time. It used to be that my blood pressure would shoot through the roof, sobbing would begin, and panic would ensure. Maybe I'm maturing?
To make things even better, Kari will no longer be joining me in Scotland. I am beyond sad that she won't be there. I was looking forward to us going together, exploring, and loving the city. It won't be the same without her there. And, truth be told, I'm a bit nervous to go now. I'm still really looking forward to going, and I know I'll love it, but now I'm going alone. I just wonder how it will be. At least Elizabeth will be close, which is exciting, and a couple of Chi Os are going to be in Edinburgh for fall quarter. So there's that, I suppose.