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the fall of a derby girl
Jul. 12th, 2006 01:28 pmi'm very high right now on percoset, but DETERMINED to tell livejournal all about my shitty tuesday. at derby practice, i went into a sloppy turn, heard a massive CRUNCH in my left ankle, and fell to the floor, pretty much screaming in pain. pretty much.
prognosis: fractured fibula in two places, fractured tibia in one place, both around the ankle and generally a very unstable break requiring surgery to set properly. despite being given massive amounts of morphine last night, the pain just would not go away. was supposed to have surgery to put pins in the bone today, which meant i wasn't allowed to eat -- today, though, the o.r. is fully booked so surgery can't be until tomorrow, thus i can eat, and thus be fed percosets that have finally dulled the pain. finally.
the surgeon said if the swelling is not down today, she can't operate on it for two weeks. i don't have two weekss! sigh. i am begging them to do this now, before my oregon vacation, before my summer is essentially shot. especially because those are two weeks i would basically be bed-bound, at home, bored out of my skull. fuck. i do not have two weeks. so i'm trying to plead my case as best i can.
challenge of the afternoon: pee in a basin. try not to cry too much when they unwrap the jones bandage to look at the swelling. i can't move it without the bones grinding together and producing the most excruiciating pain.
fun facts: my roommate snored all night, extremely loudly, and now that she's awake, she likes to play pornographic books on tape outloud so we can all hear. no headphones. wtf.
prognosis: fractured fibula in two places, fractured tibia in one place, both around the ankle and generally a very unstable break requiring surgery to set properly. despite being given massive amounts of morphine last night, the pain just would not go away. was supposed to have surgery to put pins in the bone today, which meant i wasn't allowed to eat -- today, though, the o.r. is fully booked so surgery can't be until tomorrow, thus i can eat, and thus be fed percosets that have finally dulled the pain. finally.
the surgeon said if the swelling is not down today, she can't operate on it for two weeks. i don't have two weekss! sigh. i am begging them to do this now, before my oregon vacation, before my summer is essentially shot. especially because those are two weeks i would basically be bed-bound, at home, bored out of my skull. fuck. i do not have two weeks. so i'm trying to plead my case as best i can.
challenge of the afternoon: pee in a basin. try not to cry too much when they unwrap the jones bandage to look at the swelling. i can't move it without the bones grinding together and producing the most excruiciating pain.
fun facts: my roommate snored all night, extremely loudly, and now that she's awake, she likes to play pornographic books on tape outloud so we can all hear. no headphones. wtf.
