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It's thanksgiving week, which means a lot of wonderful people are home. Like Jo and Jenny. Like Jen, Michelle and Diane. Like Brit, Dennis and a slew of others. It's nice to have plans for people to visit. Adam's coming tomorrow afternoon-ish and staying for thanksgiving. His family doesn't really do anything for it, so i thought it would be nice if he came. Besides, I think he'd get along really great with my mom's family. They all say exactly whatever they're thinking and don't bother to be polite. My mom bought a 20 pound turkey, smallest turkey she's bought since I was born.
I think i'm starting to get addicted to my vicodin. This may present a problem. Not that I'm taking it all the time.. but I haven't been in enough pain to necessitate taking 500 mg of vicodin in a very long time. It's just that I had all of these pills.. and they give you like a body buzz, and if you're not doing anything all day and you have legal drugs that kind of make you feel better... I don't know, I'm not really addicted, I just know that I've taken about 10 without really needing them. That makes me a little nervous. But I only have one more left, and after that they'll be gone.
Also, I went to the doctor again today. He took xrays for the first time since the follow up after the operation and goes "Ohh.. this sucks."
Yeah it does. I'm not healing.
My left foot hasn't even really started to heal yet- almost four weeks after the operation. This can lead us to one of two conclusions:
1) I've really been fucking my foot up doing transfers from my wheelchair to the floor and vice versa
(also some other not quite so legit activities like going up and down stairs and sometimes taking off my cast to scatch my leg)
2) the operation didn't put my bones close together enough for them to heal correctly
I saw the xrays, and the bones really don't look that close. But I know I need to stop giving into some of the instant gratification activities i've been going through. Like taking off my cast to scratch my leg- that's dumb. That's what is probably causing most of the damage. But I'd still like a second opinion on my foot... There's no harm in getting a second opinion. Besides, the doctor is a total dick. I asked him if putting pressure on my heel could be preventing my metacartel from healing and he goes:
"Yeah, if you're moving your heel around, then it causes the muscles and tendons to move- that could break apart some of the bone threads."
"Oh. But what about putting PRESSURE on it?"
For some reason he got really offended. I dont know why because he's the one who didn't even answer my question. Asshole. He treats me as if I'm some kind of asshole kid who is just trying to make his life difficult, and i'm SO NICE to him.
"How old are you? 19? Oh and you know everything right? No one's ever going to be smarter than you."
Anyway, I'm not a fan of Dr. Paul Atlas. If I'm polite and nice to my doctor, I want my doctor to be polite and nice to me. That's his job.
Tomorrow I have lunch with Jen, Diane and Michelle.. then Adam's coming over till Thursday when my mom's family is over. Saturday I have a JJ&S Brunch date with special guest star appearance by Jean Parks, Jo's roommate. Hopefully I'll get to see them a bit more before they go off. And then maybe I'll see Adam again Sunday-Monday, because he really is fucking great. If anyone else wants to hang out, I would be very greatful. Dennis already mentioned something about friday or saturday. It'd be nice to see all your faces... because, well.. it's kind of lonely here by myself all the time.
That's my story. The end.
I think i'm starting to get addicted to my vicodin. This may present a problem. Not that I'm taking it all the time.. but I haven't been in enough pain to necessitate taking 500 mg of vicodin in a very long time. It's just that I had all of these pills.. and they give you like a body buzz, and if you're not doing anything all day and you have legal drugs that kind of make you feel better... I don't know, I'm not really addicted, I just know that I've taken about 10 without really needing them. That makes me a little nervous. But I only have one more left, and after that they'll be gone.
Also, I went to the doctor again today. He took xrays for the first time since the follow up after the operation and goes "Ohh.. this sucks."
Yeah it does. I'm not healing.
My left foot hasn't even really started to heal yet- almost four weeks after the operation. This can lead us to one of two conclusions:
1) I've really been fucking my foot up doing transfers from my wheelchair to the floor and vice versa
(also some other not quite so legit activities like going up and down stairs and sometimes taking off my cast to scatch my leg)
2) the operation didn't put my bones close together enough for them to heal correctly
I saw the xrays, and the bones really don't look that close. But I know I need to stop giving into some of the instant gratification activities i've been going through. Like taking off my cast to scratch my leg- that's dumb. That's what is probably causing most of the damage. But I'd still like a second opinion on my foot... There's no harm in getting a second opinion. Besides, the doctor is a total dick. I asked him if putting pressure on my heel could be preventing my metacartel from healing and he goes:
"Yeah, if you're moving your heel around, then it causes the muscles and tendons to move- that could break apart some of the bone threads."
"Oh. But what about putting PRESSURE on it?"
For some reason he got really offended. I dont know why because he's the one who didn't even answer my question. Asshole. He treats me as if I'm some kind of asshole kid who is just trying to make his life difficult, and i'm SO NICE to him.
"How old are you? 19? Oh and you know everything right? No one's ever going to be smarter than you."
Anyway, I'm not a fan of Dr. Paul Atlas. If I'm polite and nice to my doctor, I want my doctor to be polite and nice to me. That's his job.
Tomorrow I have lunch with Jen, Diane and Michelle.. then Adam's coming over till Thursday when my mom's family is over. Saturday I have a JJ&S Brunch date with special guest star appearance by Jean Parks, Jo's roommate. Hopefully I'll get to see them a bit more before they go off. And then maybe I'll see Adam again Sunday-Monday, because he really is fucking great. If anyone else wants to hang out, I would be very greatful. Dennis already mentioned something about friday or saturday. It'd be nice to see all your faces... because, well.. it's kind of lonely here by myself all the time.
That's my story. The end.