Surgery went well. I said a lot of funny things to the nurses b/c I was dopped up, which was awesome! They wouldn't let me take any anesthesia with me home, which ruined my day. They put in a "block" which was suppose to numb my leg/foot so that I wouldn't feel much pain for a few hours after the surgery. That didn't work! So post surgery they gave me enough meds to knock out a horse (that's right from the doctor's mouth). This was a fun little game of "keep breathing" the nurse and I played for a litle bit. She would give me a small dose of pain medication which would knock me on my ass every 15 minutes. Shortly after giving it to me, I would hear a beeping noise and she would tell me to remember to keep breathing. It took me a few times (like 6) but I finally caught on. She confirmed for me that the noise was because my breathing slowed. She made it out to be a big deal. I don't get it.
My leg is still broken, although the pain has subsided dramatically. No longer am I doping (taking pain killers) round the clock so no need to worry about me getting addicted to Oxy. I'll probably just sell the remaining for a huge profit. My pain level has been reduced to mildly irritating or "canary" for those who identify better with color threat levels.
I got some new crutches. They're hi-tech and ergonomical (comfortable) and sexy. Take a gander, try to control your envy.
