oh snap! i'm able to get out of bed on my own now.
so, i'm having the time of my life here. never broken a bone in my body before this one and boy let me tell you it's a doosey. i'm pretty stoked on it though--new perspective is almost always a positive thing. this is one hell of a way to get it but hey--i don't really have choice now do i?
i busted my femur while skating accross the street from my house. the first thing i remeber was the snap--the loudest snap i'd ever heard. then nick, myself, and a couple that was near by spent the time waiting for the ambulence trying to convince eachother it could just be my acl. i was shot up with a valume and morphine cocktail and the nausea subsided and turned into more of a euphoria. thanks drugs!
i then spent a day in traction. pins sticking out the sides of my knee with little pendulums at the end pulling my bones in the right direction. i got a catheter inserted which was actually my greatest relief aside from the morphine. you try moving to pee...when you can't move.
i lost lots and lots of blood durring surgery, they considered doing a transfusion but they said i was so healthy otherwise they decided to let me fight it out. needless to say i spent the first week just being able to stand or sit up (with help) without feeling like i was going to pass out. lesson: losing lots of blood sucks.
after surgery i was put on a self-controlled morphine drip. this meant i was able to press a trigger which allowed me to release more morphine every eight minutes. lesson: narcotics have thier uses, eight minutes is a real long time.
soon they reduced the morphine dose and took me off IV fluids. then i was able to take my meds orally. i was put on oxycotton or oxy-codone in addition to a slow release morphine tab. basicly the strongest pain med available. it's fucking heroine. after two days of not eating anything but pain meds, and laxatives (cuz perscription pain meds and opiates make you constipated) i wouldn't keep food down even if there was anything that looked appetizing. then they accidentally gave me twice the amount of laxatives i was supposed to have. and seven kinds of hell was coming out of both ends. try that unable to move or articulate what you need. lesson: oxy-anything is the devil. never ever take it. just ask for 4 viacodine and some morphine and you'll be better off. being shy about bodily functions, modesty in general is a bunch of piddle.
i was at harborview for four days. it would have been two more but i was lucky i had a friend watching over me and guding me through all the medical red-tape. lord knows i was too doped up to do so on my own.
i busted my femur while skating accross the street from my house. the first thing i remeber was the snap--the loudest snap i'd ever heard. then nick, myself, and a couple that was near by spent the time waiting for the ambulence trying to convince eachother it could just be my acl. i was shot up with a valume and morphine cocktail and the nausea subsided and turned into more of a euphoria. thanks drugs!
i then spent a day in traction. pins sticking out the sides of my knee with little pendulums at the end pulling my bones in the right direction. i got a catheter inserted which was actually my greatest relief aside from the morphine. you try moving to pee...when you can't move.
i lost lots and lots of blood durring surgery, they considered doing a transfusion but they said i was so healthy otherwise they decided to let me fight it out. needless to say i spent the first week just being able to stand or sit up (with help) without feeling like i was going to pass out. lesson: losing lots of blood sucks.
after surgery i was put on a self-controlled morphine drip. this meant i was able to press a trigger which allowed me to release more morphine every eight minutes. lesson: narcotics have thier uses, eight minutes is a real long time.
soon they reduced the morphine dose and took me off IV fluids. then i was able to take my meds orally. i was put on oxycotton or oxy-codone in addition to a slow release morphine tab. basicly the strongest pain med available. it's fucking heroine. after two days of not eating anything but pain meds, and laxatives (cuz perscription pain meds and opiates make you constipated) i wouldn't keep food down even if there was anything that looked appetizing. then they accidentally gave me twice the amount of laxatives i was supposed to have. and seven kinds of hell was coming out of both ends. try that unable to move or articulate what you need. lesson: oxy-anything is the devil. never ever take it. just ask for 4 viacodine and some morphine and you'll be better off. being shy about bodily functions, modesty in general is a bunch of piddle.
i was at harborview for four days. it would have been two more but i was lucky i had a friend watching over me and guding me through all the medical red-tape. lord knows i was too doped up to do so on my own.