The house of Dave

Okay so I had my three week anniversary of casts. What a event it was. I can't believe that I live here to tell about it. All I can really say is praise the drugs. I might come out of this an addict but oh well. So here I am on this idea of a vacation. It has been grand actually my older brother got engaged. I knew it would happen eventually but I never wanted it to. He is my best friend and just always has strong ears and a wise mouth. This is the kid that we used to get into the back of dad's buggy and travel to catholic school. Now that I think about it this little boy could be somehow tied into all my major injuries. More important then that I remember he was the first person I wanted to call with any good news.
Radhika came in to his life and I remember first being jealous, but he became more of himself. A bigger Paddy if you will, more ready to have jokes on hand and actually finished his disertation. She is the best thing to happen to him.
It was a few hours of the proposal and she invited me to go outside and talk. Through the conversation I was struck by how much she was like Paddy. That her mind was really open to the thoughts and was willing to offer a helpful advice. She was Paddy, they are two of a kind and I'm not losing a best friend but gaining one more. I'm so excited to welcome another Paddy!!
Now back on to this house, I really don't want to talk about it.

Someone shot me!!

I remember going into surgery telling them that I have a high pain tolerance. Normally I do, I can usually think clearly our of any situation weather it be a broken ankle or a finger that paddy shut the door on. But Christ all mighty, I can't sleep, can barely eat, put together a coherent paragraph. You will have to excuse me why I have not written everyone but the pain and figuring stuff out.
This morning I woke up with about a 10 could barely put my foot down. I thought this was all going to be to easy for me. It is only day 5 and I already thought about cutting my pain pills in half, lol, there is a reason why I am not a doctor.

But instead of focusing on the negative lets go into a bit of what I've accomplished these past few days. One Mom and I have not killed each other yet!! lol. She is off at work right now and I'm feeling good here, going to the restroom, taking my pills, blogging. It si good that I can do this and she can trust me to do this.

Eve came over the other day. God I love her!! She is my kindred spirit, we already have plans of sitting on the front porch drinking gin with our cats and dogs. It is a great friendship and I'm so blessed to have her in my life. We can not talk for weeks but at the sound of each others voices know exactly what is going on. She is forever my Big E!!

I've been thinking about learning a foreign language. I don't know yet what it will be but I figure when I so drugged out I might be able to remember more? That and puzzles! I love puzzles and want to see how many I can complete before my brothers come home.

Don't worry my toes are still ugly, I was laughing the other day, they remind me of Daniels toes, though not as strong and certainly can not pick up a pen and write they are long and long, lol.

Another funny thing is me taking a shower. I have plastic bags ductaped to my legs and the shower curtain awarkerdly placed over the extended feet. Can you really take a nice warm shower? NO!! Then there is the choice of getting dried off or getting the ductape off. Well whatever option you go with you will have ductape residue on your legs for the next few days. Oh the many joys of surgery, and Ii thought I was going to lose wieght, lol

Well, it has been an exciting start to an all ready painfully wonderful journey.

I was up until 11 pm snacking and waiting for the clock to hit
midnight. Then it would be no food or drink for the rest of the day.
To say the very least I woke up at five and was starving. It is funny
how when you can not eat that is all you want to do. So I get in for
a surgery scheduled for 1:30 and they come and ask questions. I'm not
sure how many times they asked the date of when my last period was but
each time I gave it wrong, lol. I thought I was close, any minute
now... but no, lol, Mom and I were the only ones in the room till
about 3:30. I decided that I was so hungry and the only show I could
watch was the food channel. Luckily it was not a very good one, but
time kept on rolling on. Eventually the doctor comes in and
introduces me to the Anesthesiologist. He says that I can go anywhere
I want to when they put me out. I reply, I'm starving, going to a
restaurant. He then injected me with happy juice. As I'm going in I
remember saying something about the cobblestone pathways in Europe?
Then freaking out as I went through the set of main doors. Then I was
gone...

Was the food any good in my dream? I don't know but I'm told I woke
up and told my mom and my clergy man James Reites, I'm starving! The
odd thing about Jim coming in is that when it said if I wanted any
clergy there I said no. But my mom and him were in the waiting room
and were waiting and waiting. Jim called the the main line and said
this is Father James Reites and I'm here to see Eliza. They were
then let into the room, the strings I must pull. They then chose to
feed me some hospital food, which my mom swears I ate so fast I
hardly remember what it was. Man I was starving though!

I of course get put in the same room with the whiniest lady ever. I'm
not kidding the whole night, cry cry cry, can you move my leg, can I
get more pain pills, it is too hot in here. I almost jumped out of
bed and yelled "Get over it, Shit hurts, live with it and stop
complaining." I don't know what she thought she was going to get out
of it. After some valium I was out though. I'm pretty sure all the
nurses hated her at the end.

Morning came with some french toast and pain relievers. I realized I
could see my toes, no they were not pretty, as you can see, but this
is the first time I have seen them in i think my whole life. It is a
miracle to move them and I am delighted by it.

Well toodles and I will get back to you with more news as we progress.
lil'e

No food

So it looks like I'm really doing this. It took me a long time to get here and I'm hope I'm not too late. I was going through several stages. First I don't like to think of people fixing me, feeling like I have a disease. But on the other hand I can't live like this?

But anyway I have 3 more hours to go and I can't stand it. I don't think I've ever been so hungry before in my life. When you can't eat you want to!! This is so so unfair