In the afternoon, realising that I need to learn more about ACL surgery if I am to have it myself, I made plans to meet Roofie's brother for lunch. I hadn't seen him in ages (the downsides of of both of us being injured!), so it was a great opportunity to catch up, as well as learn a bit more about knee surgery.
We met at the Paternoster pub, which is right near where we both work, and also a good place to go as there's always places to sit and the food is quite good. Roofie's brother was really informative about both his own surgery, and that of his brother (Roofie himself), as they both had ACL surgery done recently.
For both of them, it was their second surgery, as there had been complications with their first. It was a bit scary to hear about the pain and how things can go wrong, and how he'd eventually had to have an allograph, where the ACL of a cadaver was put into his knee, instead of a piece of his own tendon. Apparently the recovery has been much better this time around however, which was interesting, as I'd never even considered the idea of a graft from a cadaver.
Since he and his brother live together, they've even been rehabbing together, and he reaffirmed to me what the physio had been saying in the morning, that the stationary bike was a good idea. At least now I've got some exercise I can do, as sitting around has been driving me nuts.
After work, I dashed out early to meet Doro at the club, as we hadn't had a chance to catch up in a while. We spent a quick half-hour exchanging news, which from her was mostly about how she was planning on going back to school to become an orthodontist. I found this a bit surprising, as I had never known about her latent passion for orthodontia, but apparently it was more of a financial decision than anything else. Still it was an interesting discussion about how pay and lifestyle are factors in what we decide to do with our lives, and also how much her relationship is progressing towards a serious outcome, as she and her boyfriend discuss how they will handle her going back to school in Germany, and how they will make their lives going forwards, together.
Unfortunately the conversation couldn't go on for too long, as I'd agreed to meet my friend Sara upstairs for a lecture by my former strategy professor at Cambridge. His speciality is "high performing teams", and this lecture was about surgeons in Camp Bastion, Afghanistan, which is apparently "the world's bloodiest war hospital". He showed us some video which was totally amazing, as a soldier was brought in with his leg blown off, and much of his face as well, and the surgeons just reacted totally normally and calmly, talking to him and reassuring him, as they set about piecing him back together. Quite a high-stress environment to work in, and quite impressive how much they could do there.
Unfortunately the conversation couldn't go on for too long, as I'd agreed to meet my friend Sara upstairs for a lecture by my former strategy professor at Cambridge. His speciality is "high performing teams", and this lecture was about surgeons in Camp Bastion, Afghanistan, which is apparently "the world's bloodiest war hospital". He showed us some video which was totally amazing, as a soldier was brought in with his leg blown off, and much of his face as well, and the surgeons just reacted totally normally and calmly, talking to him and reassuring him, as they set about piecing him back together. Quite a high-stress environment to work in, and quite impressive how much they could do there.
After the lecture, Sara had suggested that we meet another girl for dinner, so I'd booked us all in, and we had quite a nice evening's conversation, although nothing tremendously interesting. Still, a nice enough evening, and after dinner bit them all farewell, having had quite an eventful day!
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