Drugged and Drowsy

Saturday, December 6;

These posts are going to be pretty short because it takes me forever to type anything. I'm in some pretty serious discomfort. My arm is sitting in the abduction pillow. I have to admit it's a little smaller than I thought it would be.

The regular day-to-day life is pretty lame. I go back and forth between two positions. My mom and I have named them so it's easier for me to communicate. The first position (this is how I have been sleeping) is called "neutral." I sit on the couch with two pillows behind me and my feet propped up. The second position is called "front." I'm in front of the tv sitting in a chair.

I have developed a bond with a fleece blanket covered with snowmen. I've also taken to wearing tube tops, because they're easy to get on and off. It's bizarre, because if you ignore my brace, my hair, my socks, my glasses, my sweatpants... and basically everything else about me, you might just think I'm ready for a night out on the town.

Here's a story you may all get a kick out of.. so I'm sitting in the hospital with my doctor and the anesthesiologist. My doctor asked if I had any questions. I said I knew he was doing orthoscopic surgery, but I wanted to know if there was any chance that he may have to cut into my shoulder. He assured me that he would certainly not have to cut me open. To which I responded, "Damn, because I was really hoping to have a tough looking scare."

Both doctors laughed and said I would bare some marks from this surgery. This is a good thing. How much would it suck if I went through all of this and I didn't even have a tough looking scar to show for it.

WOD
Get out of brace
Take a shower
Change bandage
Get back into brace

Total: 20:54