when a good day goes bad...
To let you know I am typing with one hand and its not quite fun. Yesterday started out as a good day for me I was doing my day chores. I was trying to be a good son. Everything was going good. My bro took me to eat at jack and the box because I haven’t had fatty food for at least a week. We talked about everything for girls to next yrs season. Little did I know today was not a good day for wrestling. I went to wrestling practice at six. I was really kicking ass. My opponent was this pueblo kid two time state champ. And I was beating him by 1 point. Everyone was watching the match. I took him down but could not turn him in 15 seconds. So I had to let him up. Into a neutral position. Where I shot again and had his leg he tried to role me to get out of it but I posted my hand on the mat and he rolled right into my elbow ripping several muscles and dislocating my elbow into two places.() I let a roar of a scream because of the agonizing pain I was in. Lucky we had an orthopedic surgeon at Sunnyside (Dr. Canconnon). Every little movement killed me. Even with high tolerance for pain. We drove to El Dorado Hospital were I was shaking cause of the pain. The worse part for me was when I had to move it for X-Rays. Before I got my elbow reset I was supposed to out but wasn’t so they gave me 15ccs of t something to knock me out. But I have a high tolerance for meds so they had to give me more cause was up for 15 more mins because it seems it didn’t take effect. So they gave me 10ccs more and it knocked me out. I don’t really remember much more from there this part is from what my mom told me,” I stop breathing in the middle of the resetting because I went in to shock they had to put me on the machine to make me breath. I woke up with extreme pain and they had to shoot me up with morphine twice for the pain. But then I started to spaz out in several places. And was shaking and hyper-ventilating so they shot me up more with 20ccs more I stop breathing again so they put me back on the machine. My mom was so scared and I can remember her face when this was happening but did not know what was going on. They had to coach me to breath.” From that on I don’t know what happen I talk to Buzzard last night and apparently I talked to Meghan but I don’t know of what. I looked at my phone and I talked to Ali but I hope I did not say stupid shit. I can’t really remember any thing but I was fuked up on morphine. That was my good day gone bad. 