keepin it gangsta
well, yesterday went well. we go up to the hopspital at 6:30 on the nose, got all checked in and went to wait for 45 minuts in the surgery waiting room. then i went in, got changed, got an IV and saw my doctor. he explained the procedure again and i signed some releases and it was showtime. my parents came back to say good luck and then i got my "happy juice" which knocked me out.
I woke up at around 10 and I was all groggy and saying weird shit. I also had a really strange dream when i was knocked out, but i can't remember it all. so then i rested and woke up, threw up and then rested again. after they sent me home i was still groggy and my dad was being a dick. so i got all upset and my mom tried to get me to eat something, but it didn't stay down very long.
my mom went to pick up sly and bring him back after he got out of work. he had some dinner, listened to me cry, gave me one of his inspirational speeches and we hung out until about 1am, then my mom took him home.
I was already in the knee mover thing, which made my knee feel really weak. i also dozed in and out for about 4 hours. when i woke up i had to go to the bathroom, so my mom helped me out of the knee thing and into my brace.
the walk was excruciuating.
i cried the entire way there and back. but it wasn't an emotional vrying, so my face wasn't all puffy or anything, just really, really wet. my knee felt like it was all torn up. the pain was just unimagineable.
but then i went back to sleep until this morning at about 11, and right now i'm feeling pretty good. this weekend, most of my friends are supposed to come over and see me in all of my broken glory, lol. but it will be fun.
anyways... love.
I woke up at around 10 and I was all groggy and saying weird shit. I also had a really strange dream when i was knocked out, but i can't remember it all. so then i rested and woke up, threw up and then rested again. after they sent me home i was still groggy and my dad was being a dick. so i got all upset and my mom tried to get me to eat something, but it didn't stay down very long.
my mom went to pick up sly and bring him back after he got out of work. he had some dinner, listened to me cry, gave me one of his inspirational speeches and we hung out until about 1am, then my mom took him home.
I was already in the knee mover thing, which made my knee feel really weak. i also dozed in and out for about 4 hours. when i woke up i had to go to the bathroom, so my mom helped me out of the knee thing and into my brace.
the walk was excruciuating.
i cried the entire way there and back. but it wasn't an emotional vrying, so my face wasn't all puffy or anything, just really, really wet. my knee felt like it was all torn up. the pain was just unimagineable.
but then i went back to sleep until this morning at about 11, and right now i'm feeling pretty good. this weekend, most of my friends are supposed to come over and see me in all of my broken glory, lol. but it will be fun.
anyways... love.