I suppose one reason is because I can tell the story here and not have to keep repeating myself to whoever asks about the surgery. I don't have to keep track of who's heard it and who's not. I don't have to make sure that whoever I'm telling it to isn't getting bored, or grossed out, or worried. It gives you the chance to read it if you want (hear the story) or to ignore it if you want; either way I won't know. I won't be offended and neither will you. The pressure's off.
Second is that we took a few pics during my time in Calgary (photos? ewww, gross!), and this is a place to put those pics. I don't have to fill up your email boxes, or make copies, or presume that you want to see photos of blood and gore if you don't really want to. I don't have to decide which are the really good ones worth sending along and which ones are going to be uninteresting even to the most polite listeners among you. Again, the pressure's off.
Third, in fact, some of you may have a healthy curiosity, let's say a "scientific" interest in medical procedures and, well, you'd honestly like to know what it was like. Others of you might have a kind of morbid curiosity, a Frankenstein-esque attraction to medical procedures which take a person close to death, open up a human body, make changes, and return to life a new and improved human, me, in this case. Or maybe you fear the unknown and can envision this or a similar repair happening to you in the future. You'd like to get an idea of what to expect.
Finally, when you end up deep within the medical system, it sets a guy thinking. And, well, there were a number of situations during my own personal experience which connect to broader issues. These bear some consideration.
You see, the reasons are multiple. Who am I to judge you for wanting to read about it or not. All I can do is offer it up here in this format in the hope that some of you might find it interesting or entertaining.
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