technically im closer to the end of my life than ever, i feel i have all the time in the world
You ever feel so manly that it hurts? Well I've been going through that for the past month or so.
I had surgery over a week ago at Los Robles and my collarbone be all fitted with some titanium armor plating and screws which stays in forevarh as long as it doesn't irritate me. My doctor, DR. TURK (Scrubs!) said he was reckonin' that the bone punctured the muscle and probably wouldn't heal naturally and if it did it'd be way shortened, which is no bueno. So instead of waiting and seeing, we opted for gettin' down surgically.
Few major risks, like death from clipping the major arteries in the neck, um my left lung collapsing, possibly clipping the major nerve trunk and losing all feeling in my arm. But on the pros, having a normalized collarbone and a cool scar that I can lie about.
Now it's all through and went well, small area of my upper shoulder and chest is numb which is permanent probably but its okay and I get the staples out this Thursday and plan on having a handstand contest first thing.
Oh and a shout out to all the coolios who took the time and visited/chilled when i was immobilized and didn't hold being handicapped against me.
Being wheeled into the operating room and getting surgery sure was an experience, pretty surreal too getting wheeled past the secret curtains, in the forbidden area, passing windows and rooms with people in medical masks peeking out and getting a glance of people scrubbing up. Seriously reminded me of Half-Life.
And the OR is way chilled, like 60 degrees and huge machines and shit, with oldie music playing in the background. They asked me about 20 times throughout the day why I was there and what exactly were they operating on, I guess to prevent them messing shit up.
As the nurse was prepping me with vital sensors and stuff, the anesthesiologist who had given me shit about not wearing a helmet and broke me down to small embarrassed child status earlier that morning walked in and went behind the table and started messing with his drug factory and started talking in an Indian accent and how I shouldn't worry about anything cause he "owns five 7-11's." Then we all started singing Don't Stop Believing and I went back to Jesus and woke up later in different parts of the hospital.
Then the pain that I woke up to and the multiple injections of hydromorphone that it took to dull the pain. Thats about the story, no big woop.
It's weird even though I didn't do anything for like 3 weeks except lurk around in my house they had been less boring than 3 normal weeks, sure I lost my chance to make loadz money for this summer I'm sure I'll have time for that the next 100 summers and we all know gnartality points are the things that really matter.
Well this has ended up being way too long and way to centered on me which is a big nono right, just spare the minute to watch this:
Oh, my Fall '07 Schedule is about fo sheezy:
T&Thurs - Bio Anthropology w/ Baker 1pm-2:20pm
T&Thurs - English M01C w/ Slattum 2:30pm-3:50pm
Wed - Advanced Photo w/ Steve 6pm-10:50pm
Thurs - Photojournalism w/ John 9am-11:20am
Fri - Photo Darkroom Lab Practice 6pm-whenever
I had surgery over a week ago at Los Robles and my collarbone be all fitted with some titanium armor plating and screws which stays in forevarh as long as it doesn't irritate me. My doctor, DR. TURK (Scrubs!) said he was reckonin' that the bone punctured the muscle and probably wouldn't heal naturally and if it did it'd be way shortened, which is no bueno. So instead of waiting and seeing, we opted for gettin' down surgically.
Few major risks, like death from clipping the major arteries in the neck, um my left lung collapsing, possibly clipping the major nerve trunk and losing all feeling in my arm. But on the pros, having a normalized collarbone and a cool scar that I can lie about.
Now it's all through and went well, small area of my upper shoulder and chest is numb which is permanent probably but its okay and I get the staples out this Thursday and plan on having a handstand contest first thing.
Oh and a shout out to all the coolios who took the time and visited/chilled when i was immobilized and didn't hold being handicapped against me.
Being wheeled into the operating room and getting surgery sure was an experience, pretty surreal too getting wheeled past the secret curtains, in the forbidden area, passing windows and rooms with people in medical masks peeking out and getting a glance of people scrubbing up. Seriously reminded me of Half-Life.
And the OR is way chilled, like 60 degrees and huge machines and shit, with oldie music playing in the background. They asked me about 20 times throughout the day why I was there and what exactly were they operating on, I guess to prevent them messing shit up.
As the nurse was prepping me with vital sensors and stuff, the anesthesiologist who had given me shit about not wearing a helmet and broke me down to small embarrassed child status earlier that morning walked in and went behind the table and started messing with his drug factory and started talking in an Indian accent and how I shouldn't worry about anything cause he "owns five 7-11's." Then we all started singing Don't Stop Believing and I went back to Jesus and woke up later in different parts of the hospital.
Then the pain that I woke up to and the multiple injections of hydromorphone that it took to dull the pain. Thats about the story, no big woop.
It's weird even though I didn't do anything for like 3 weeks except lurk around in my house they had been less boring than 3 normal weeks, sure I lost my chance to make loadz money for this summer I'm sure I'll have time for that the next 100 summers and we all know gnartality points are the things that really matter.
Well this has ended up being way too long and way to centered on me which is a big nono right, just spare the minute to watch this:
Click to viewOh, my Fall '07 Schedule is about fo sheezy:
T&Thurs - Bio Anthropology w/ Baker 1pm-2:20pm
T&Thurs - English M01C w/ Slattum 2:30pm-3:50pm
Wed - Advanced Photo w/ Steve 6pm-10:50pm
Thurs - Photojournalism w/ John 9am-11:20am
Fri - Photo Darkroom Lab Practice 6pm-whenever