The surgery was a success, but it was worse than I expected.

Yesterday, I entered the operating room at 4 o'clock and only came out at 9:30. It took 5.5 hours in total. The massive blood transfusion and double anesthetics made me still dizzy and nauseated.

I have two other hemophiliacs in my room, and both of them don't have as much operation time as me combined.

The doctor said that because of the need to clear up the hematoma, a tourniquet could not be placed on me. There was a lot of bleeding during the operation, and a lot of blood was given to me. After a long time, a ureter was inserted into me.

What's even more embarrassing is that before the anesthesia, a female doctor gave me an indwelling needle and took a look at my little penis.

Then in the afternoon, the ureter was pulled out, and another female nurse pulled it out for me, very skilled.

Let's not mention about the female nurse. The feeling of pulling out the urinary catheter is really sour and refreshing. My little Ding Ding has urinated like chili oil until now.

Speaking of the operation, the main reason is that my knee has been in use for too long, and the soft tissues, ligaments, and muscles around the knee are all sticking together. The doctor told me that I can only cut some of them and adjust some elastics.

The effect of doing this is naturally incomparable to others. I can bend at most 60 or 70 degrees in the future, and it will not reach more than 90 degrees.

In addition, the removal of the hematoma in my thigh also left a large wound, the recovery time will be very long, and it is not like other people who can perform rehabilitation training the next day, which will greatly delay the optimal recovery period.

But there is no way. Who said that the delay time is too long, and the 60-70 degree is much stronger than now. The doctor said that as long as the curvature reaches 60 degrees, walking will not have much effect. The key is that there is no pain.

The only disappointment now is that my dream of riding a bicycle may not come true.

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