Jun 01, 2007 13:06
I've been watching The History Channel, drinking milk, and learning about how tofu is made.
I cannot feel anything below my ribcage unless pinched or poked hard.
The world-famous neurosurgeon thinks that I will be walking within a year.
I am alternately optimistic and worryingly discouraged. They were right about the pain, it really is like nothing I could have imagined.
I want to move my legs so fucking bad.
My moments of lucidty are tempered by penetrating and consuming moments of tiredness. I am moving to an inpatient rehabilitation center most likely tomorrow, if not tonight. I think I'm going to Firelands. I'll stay there for a week at least.
Let's keep the morphine and percocet coming, docs.