Ramblings from a Boston Boy stuck in New York
Monthly Archives: July 2005
27-July-2005Posted by on
Stitches come out today and I couldn’t be happier. Nothing sucks worse in the AM than having to take a shower with a freaking garbage bag wrapped around your leg. I’ll also find out what the hell a ‘planka’ is and if I can start rehab soon. Pumped, I tell ya!
Not much going on otherwise. Gearing up for the snowboard trip. I’ve already gotten in touch with two mountains – Okemo & Killington – regarding pricing. This year we’re going to do it pimp style! I can’t wait. Should be a blast. Alright, boring week, not much more to report…maybe somethng fun will happen in the next few days…
22-July-2005Posted by on
Arrived at the hospital at 7am this morning and was in a car on the way home by 11. Couldn’t believe how quick it all went. Doc says that the back of my knee cap showed a lot of wear and tear, so they cleaned that up. They shaved down my cartilage, and also removed my planka (?). He had mentioned the planka before. I guess it’s a band of tissue on the inside of my knee. I’ve been searching all over the net since I got home and can’t find anything about it.
I can already bear some weight on it. The doc had me pretty numbed up when I left, so I was thinking “Damn, this is gonna be easy.” Then I got home and the pain meds wore off. Guess I’m going to have to use that Vicadin. Oh well. Either way, I’m putting weight on it already, although they want to avoid that for a day or two.
I’m doing well otherwise. I woke up and the first thing I thought was “I’m wicked hungry!” Guess that means all is well. I’ve been eating fine all day, so I’m happy. I’ve even been able to keep to my diet. So, I go get the stitches out next week and then see the doc again the week after. A little PT and I’m good to go. Time to do the other one after that I guess.
Thanks for all the well wishes though, folks. It means a lot to me.
21-July-2005Posted by on
Have you ever wanted something, but not known what exactly is the object of your desires? I had that problem last night. I was in a piss-poor mood and I knew I wanted something, but couldn’t figure out what it was. Might be that I’m kind of upset with my career at the moment. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, but I feel like I’m never going to be more than a wheel in the cog for the rest of my life. I want to be somebody, do something with my life. It might be this diet I’m on. The wife and I are following the South Beach diet. No carbs (other than veggies) for the first two weeks. I’m getting near my breaking point. I’ve done this all before with my BB’ing dieting, but the cravings have never been as bad as they are now. I don’t even want to think about what I’d do for a cookie or a sandwich.
Regardless, it’s probably just stress about my upcoming surgery. Tomorrow!!!! I can’t wait to get it done so I can be normal (will I ever be totally normal?) again, but I’m also dreading it. Something about being put under and dealing with the rehab just isn’t sounding all that pleasant to me. Not much more going on here. I’ll try and come up with a quick entry post-surgery to give an account of it.
13-July-2005Posted by on
I received an email the other day from a girl who lived on my floor during my sophomore year of college. We were pretty good friends and hung out in the same group. We’ve been conversing back and forth the past few days and it kind of made me realize that I met a LOT of people over the last 8 (wow, it’s been that long since I started college) years. What happened to them? There was Erin, the cute rugby player who (at one point) I was real tight with; Josh, my old roommate who I recently found out is married and living in Chicago; Bossi, the crazy kid who was had a nose for a party and way of making sure his buddies found some cute girls; Christy, the little chick across the hall who I used to shave my head with – and the list goes on. I miss a lot of these folks and really wish I could find them again.
Anyway, not much new this week. I did my pre-registration for my pre-surgical consult. They asked SO many questions – I honestly thought they were going to ask for my first-born! So, I’ve got that appt next Monday and then I’m being cut next Friday. Fun, fun. Actually, I’m kind of looking forward to putting it behind me and moving on. Once both knees are done, I’ll be very, very happy.
I picked up a surfboard for Brent yesterday. The guy selling it was a whack-job, for sure. Talking about how Brent was a nice guy, but that he didn’t really know him – Dude, he bought a freaking old, beat-up surfboard from you off Ebay! How well do you expect to know him?! Anyway, the board’s sitting in my house, mocking me. Telling me I need to get wet. I have serious apprehensions though. I’m freaked out about screwing up both my knees and about breaking his board. I’ll wait until this weekend when he comes up and let him christen it. Then, if it breaks, at least I feel like he rode it. That’s the worst part about this whole thing though. I really, really want to buy a board, but can’t justify spending the money on something I’m not going to be able to use for the rest of the summer.
Tack that onto the fact that my knee is screwed up because I came back from the last knee injury I had too early so I could snowboard and you’ll quickly see why I have no interest in putting a new board in my house any time soon. I’m going to ‘save my pennies’ over the next few months and hopefully be able to pick up a new longboard. Ideally, that’s what’s going to best suit me in Long Beach.
Alright, enough for today.
11-July-2005Posted by on
Well, it’s not one that I initially hid (one of those should be coming soon – hopefully), but it is a great little cache that just needs some TLC. It needs to be replaced with a new container and some new goodies, but it’ll make for a great summer (or winter) cache. I’m really pumped to see how this one goes.