On the *road* to recovery

Well the week is just about over and I can't believe about 2 weeks ago my foot was rotated around my leg by about 90 degrees. Good times... right? I know this has bothered me since that day but I was thinking about it today. Before I broke it I was riding about 4 times a week which worked out to be about 50 or so miles a week. This certainly attributed to my 20+ lbs weight loss over the past month/month and a half. Between biking, eating right, and my acupuncture, I feel great, I have more energy throughout the day, and I look damn good.... well almost.

The good news is I think I have actually continued to lose a little weight. I got on the scale and I've lost 1lb. Now... that is with my crutches (~2 lbs) and my splint (even though it may fell like it weights 10lbs I'm thinking more like 2 or 3lbs) so I may dare to say 5lbs but let's just say 4 to be conservative.

I have been getting a bit of a work out with my crutches. Mom and I went shopping Thursday so I could get some new shorts. I never knew how exhausting it was to try on clothes with ONE leg. I had brought a paper towel to wipe my brow, I was thinking more along the lines of "ahh hell I'll get a mop"

So I really haven't slept in about 3 or 4 days and it's getting annoying. Last night (Thursday night) I got about maybe 3 hours combined sleep. With some really weird dreams. People tell me it is the drugs working out of my system. To top it off we had to get an early jump on the day. Mom had a flight to catch. So in the morning mom came by to pick me up around 9:30 and we went back to her hotel for breakfast. We went to a car rental place and I got me a car. Some may wonder why do I need a car.... well my car has a manual transmission and I don't think I am quite able to clutch yet. Who really knows if I should be driving yet. So I am now on the road to recovery. w00t!

One question that people have asked is how well mom and I got along for the past week or so. I would say things went very well and I really couldn't have gotten through without her help. I told her that the next time she wants to spend a couple weeks at the Four Seasons I have a whole 'nother leg. So... Mom, thank you very much for your help. I don't know if you realize how much I appreciate everything. I love you.

So I've made my follow up appointment for my ankle. I am seeing the doctor on the 26th. At that point I hope he will take some x-rays so I can get a copy, because I'll never be able to get them from the hospital. And he should also put me in a removable boot of sorts so I can shower with both legs in the shower. And I hope I can sleep without the boot soon. Having this weight on my leg is just annoying when I am trying to sleep. Oh, and I should be getting my handicapable pass. Who wants a ride?

First Post - The hurtness

Well this is my first ever blog. Never really done this before. But I figure it would be fun to share my life with you for the next couple months. Why you ask would you be interested in my life for the next couple months.... Well if you know me, you know I love to do extreme sports like rock climbing, mountain biking, snowboarding and the sorts. Although not an extreme sport but kickball should also be listed. Yesterday, a day like any other, Bob (from Kickball) and I decided to move our Tuesday night urban ride to Monday. Cause Tuesday was to be the Pairs Hilton Goes to Jail theme party.

So the ride begins. Again, it was like any other. We started heading towards the Grove to check out the sights. Plus there were some stairs and gaps I wanted to jump. The ride was really going well, felt great on the bike and all. Turned back toward home, we are about 5 min into the ride back. Decided to manual off a curb and I guess I pulled back a little too much. I tried to hit the breaks to catch me.... too late. So I put my left foot down to brace myself.

SNAP!!! (I knew something is not good at this point)

I looked down and saw my left ankle turned 90 degrees to the outside. Bob looked back and asked if I was alright.

Me, "no, I just broke my ankle." As I crawled military style back to the curb.
He totally thought I was joking until he saw me crawling and then saw my foot. He asks, "What do you want me to do?"
Very simply I responded with, "uhhh... call 911"

A whole bunch of strangers stopped and asked if I was alright. I think most people thought I was hit by a car. So thank you to everybody that stopped to see if I was ok. So the ambulance shows up and they started their thing, ABCs, prepping me for transport, etc. I had Bob call my parents in NJ, and my Boss. He asked if there was anything else he could do. I said "take pictures." So here they are! (Notice the fact that both of my shins and knees are facing the right way. But my left ankle, not so much)



So off to the hospital I go. w00t!