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FrankenArm Pt 2

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Re-Posted by the13thcynic

December 20, 2008 at 1:58 AM

*Note; This entry too, will be updated with a second part containing the actual details as opposed to the ’smile & fake it’ that’s written here & what I posted elsewhere.

Thursday, February 21, 2008
My Wannabe Bionic Arm Update…

I saw my Dr. today who did my surgery, the x-rays look great, well, aside from those 2 prominent metal plates and screws in my bones, lol, but they do look pretty good considering what they were! Nice & straight, but he didn’t put it in a cast 2day, he wants the swelling to go down a bit more, so I’ll be getting a cast on Tuesday. I’m thinking that neon green color. So if u wanna sign it you’ll have to come by, I haven’t attempted driving my car yet, (duh, I’m on pain killers & muscle relaxers, so I have no business in the drivers seat of a car anyway) and don’t think I will for a while (it’s a 5 speed)…that might be interesting when the time comes, I’ll be sure to have lots of spotters tho, in case Its just not gonna happen. Today’s the longest I’ve been out of bed since this happened and I’m doing good so far, just don’t try & make me say big words or complete sentences. This is also the 1st time I was outside & walked around a little, glad it was warm. I’m just so paranoid without the cast on for that little bit of extra security & stability, the Dr. flat out told me if I re-injure this I’m pretty much screwed.
On another note, my estranged went back to jail Monday, when the girls called him to tell him what happened w/ me he said I was faking! He’s on zero tolerance parole, he had an empty meth baggie on him and was high at the time, so if they follow their own rules he should be going back to prison. Maybe now he’ll sign the divorce papers, he’d been refusing to since I’d drawn them up after he agreed to the dang thing in the first place! Dang games people play just to amuse themselves! If they amused everyone it’d be different…we’d all be happy.
I’m kinda getting bored of always sleeping on my back tho.
Big Giant Thank You to C*who helped me take a bath & wash my hair, and Tony my Super Bud who at the last minute was willing to take me to my Dr. appt (S* had to be at another Dr with M* who had some pretty serious shoulder surgery today) and ended up sitting there for 2 hours with us! Without even a hint of a frown or fidget. And thanx 2 busy S* who managed to then go get my meds refilled and help C* with Toby all day even while she was busy w M* & the grandbabies! And Toby, my little trooper! Not one accident or naughty behavior in the house! Just by my side constantly and cleaning up my crumbs so I don’t sleep in them and get all uncomfortable, lol, and keeping me company and cuddly & warm in bed and while I watch tv!

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