BORED OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND!!!!!
So this sucks.
a LOT!
Ok lets recap. Friday night... was having a very good time at happy hour, since I hadnt been in like 3 weeks due to getting used to my new meds and being in the hospital for a week. Anywho, we leave happy hour and decide to go to cagneys, since, you know, it was the beginning of the st patricks day season.. whatever that means. We get there and have a decent time I guess. As decent of a time as you can have at Cagneys anymore.
We leave at like 11:30 I guess it was. Some one starts running across the street so we don't get hit by a car. I freak out and start to run and CRASH... I fall right on my knees. In front of Subway. Where there were lots o people. Pointing and laughing. Can we say embarrassing? Yes... so as I was going down, I remember feeling my left ankle turn outward. Not a good feeling, but an all too frequent feeling. My knees are fucking swollen. and my ankle is swollen over my shoes. UGGH. I have to lean on dave to get home. 100lb Dave. I dont know how that even happened but I made it. A sleepless night ensued and eventually I made it to my foot doc.
I got there and he pushed back and forth which wasnt fun, but I didnt injure my tendon I got operated on in 2003. Good news. Bad nes is I wrecked another tendon further up my foot. Not enough that Ill need surgery, but close enough he says. One more quarter inch and I would have snapped it. Lovely. So Im in a deliciously lovely cast for two weeks... crutches and all. Ive got pain meds for a long time, bc he said this wont be a quick healer. Fabulous.
But now Im home, bored to tears, hating my life. Im an expert on crutches, but I hate them with a passion. And now I have to go to the phantom of the opera on friday, which shall be great. Ill be the gimp of the opera. yay.
I guess Ill go lay down and watch the game show network... my saviour.
Hope everyone is well :) <-- Had to have something positive in this post.
a LOT!
Ok lets recap. Friday night... was having a very good time at happy hour, since I hadnt been in like 3 weeks due to getting used to my new meds and being in the hospital for a week. Anywho, we leave happy hour and decide to go to cagneys, since, you know, it was the beginning of the st patricks day season.. whatever that means. We get there and have a decent time I guess. As decent of a time as you can have at Cagneys anymore.
We leave at like 11:30 I guess it was. Some one starts running across the street so we don't get hit by a car. I freak out and start to run and CRASH... I fall right on my knees. In front of Subway. Where there were lots o people. Pointing and laughing. Can we say embarrassing? Yes... so as I was going down, I remember feeling my left ankle turn outward. Not a good feeling, but an all too frequent feeling. My knees are fucking swollen. and my ankle is swollen over my shoes. UGGH. I have to lean on dave to get home. 100lb Dave. I dont know how that even happened but I made it. A sleepless night ensued and eventually I made it to my foot doc.
I got there and he pushed back and forth which wasnt fun, but I didnt injure my tendon I got operated on in 2003. Good news. Bad nes is I wrecked another tendon further up my foot. Not enough that Ill need surgery, but close enough he says. One more quarter inch and I would have snapped it. Lovely. So Im in a deliciously lovely cast for two weeks... crutches and all. Ive got pain meds for a long time, bc he said this wont be a quick healer. Fabulous.
But now Im home, bored to tears, hating my life. Im an expert on crutches, but I hate them with a passion. And now I have to go to the phantom of the opera on friday, which shall be great. Ill be the gimp of the opera. yay.
I guess Ill go lay down and watch the game show network... my saviour.
Hope everyone is well :) <-- Had to have something positive in this post.