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LATEST UPDATE:
13 MAY 2009, 7.10am as I lay here looking up at the ceiling and laptop monitor, I wonder to myself... how did I get here? how did I get where I am today? I don't have much of an answer except for working hard... now the next part of my question... how did I get here? if you're reading this then you're probably thinking, "he just asked that? and he said "working hard" maybe this 'batty' guy is on drugs... truth be told, I've never done anything but what was prescribed to me, and I'm pretty proud of that fact... sadly thou, my list of prescribed drugs has increased to Percocet... 08 May 2009, while riding my motorbike back to work after lunch, I zigged when I should have zagged, and down I went... I broke the ball off my right femur, and didn't know it the moment I pulled myself to my feet, I only knew my right leg from my hip to my toes wasn't working as good as I'd like, and quickly, I waved my arms hoping someone would see I needed help... I knew that I was just out of view on a blind corner, and if someone were to come around that corner I'd likely be hit or killed... so I did what anyone would do... I stood there paralized frantically waving my arms, hoping like hell someone would stop and help at least drag my motorbike and I off the road...
luckily, the next car had two of my coworkers in it, and they knew it was me... they parked their car just out of my view, but around the blind corner with its hazzard lights on, allowing them to hop out and get me talking... I asked one of them to call work, let them know we might be a 'ittle late... the passenger steadied the bike, looking more frozen than I... the driver helped me walk to the car... I asked him to take my helmet and just drive us back to work... we followed behind him, but he turned up another street and we were back at my apartment... he dropped off my bike, and back we went to work... the passenger, now driver, went in, clocked us all back in, and went back out to help... by then I was already sitting back at my desk talking with the bookkeeper, and told her what happened... finally the boss was off the phone and came over and offered to take me to Urgent Care or the Emergency Room... I didn't figure I was hurt that bad, and would tough it out until the end of the day... the bookkeeper said she thought that the Urgent Care closed at 5pm, and it was only 12.45pm at that point... so I said I would wait awhile and see how I felt, if it felt worse, I'd go to the Urgent Care... I worked from my chair and did everything I could to keep busy and take my mind off of things... 2.45pm, I was feeling exhausted from the most basic of tasks... and by 3pm, I finally admited I had reached my exhaustion point and would go to the Urgent Care...
Urgent Care arrival at 3.30pm, lead to X-Rays, X-Rays lead to being told there was NO WAY I was leaving their facility unless I was in an ambulance... I had broken my hip, and up until this time, I thought it wasn't broken, the pain hadn't been that bad... finally I agreed, seeing they were serious, and off to the hospital I went for Emergency Surgery...
Emergency Room, after getting stuck in traffic, lead to more X-Rays, to more laying in a bed, to waiting for any sign of a doctor... countless beautiful nurses came in, checked my vitals, and left... a couple of less than impressive male nurses came in, checked on me, and left... finally at 9.30pm, they wheeled me up into Orthopedic Surgery, where I was introduced to my anesthesiologist, he checked out my throat, and by about 10pm, they wheeled me out into the surgery room, he told me it would be soon, and I'd be in recovery before I knew it... needless to say at 1am, I wokeup, I was getting poked, proded, and having my vitals taken... I then struck up a conversation from 1am to 3am with a female nurse, and then feel back asleep until 4am where someone new came in to check my vitals and then let me get back to sleep, they were back at 5am, and checked me out again... they let me sleep in until 7am, when they came in, and introduced me to my daytime nurse, then asked me to order some breakfast, and then offered me what 'ittle they knew of my case... by 11.30am, they could see I was doing well and asked if I would order myself some lunch... by the time I was done eating my last three bites the Physical Therapist was in my room, and teaching me how to use my crutches, and by 2pm, they were informing me that they were preparing me for discharge... I called my co-worker, told him I was going to be released at about 4pm and it would be nice if he would come to get me... 4.15pm, I was wheeled out to my coworkers car, climbed in with the gracefulness of a spoonful of pudding spilt onto a seat, and slowly slid myself into the center of the seat...
Sunday, sat awake watching movies most of the day at my coworkers house, watching him scramble to get the place picked up and his kids inline with trying to keep his whits about him and keep him from stressing out while his wife was out... hamburgers were served, I took my medications, and got on the phone with my boss...
Monday, 6am, I wokeup, mentally ready for work... looked around and noticed I was still at my coworkers house... then remembered I agreed I would take Monday off and be in on Tuesday... slept off and on all Monday, listening to my coworkers wife argue with her son, trying to get him to finish his homework while staying home from school for a sore throat and rashy neck... 11.35pm my coworker, whom only works until 5pm came home... he had been at my place tormenting my cat, and cleaning the litterbox, and making sure that when I came home I didn't trip over anything I might have had in my path...
Tuesday 7am, I'm back at work, figuring I would just finish whatever assignment they gave me, that was under deadline and I'd go home... I felt surprizingly good, and said I'd stick it out until 9am break, then 11.30am lunch, then 2.45pm break, then managed to make it until 5pm when I went home at my normal time... I had a different co-worker drop me off at my place all of a half a mile away, and he left... I called my co-worker that I'd been staying with that he still had my keys and if he would come by and let me in, I'd appreciate it... I went to talk to my landlord, told her I was fine, and that I'd spent all day at work so she would for sure get her rent at the end of the month... once inside, he and I gathered some of my laundry and went back to his place... did laundry, watched a hockey game, some stuff on Animal Planet, and by 10.30pm my laundry was done... we got me home, I medicated myself, and went to bed...
I wokeup today, Wednesday at 6am, went back to sleep until 7am, took care of getting the cat some food, signed on, and wrote this update... looks like it took me about two hours to type all this, and I know absolutely nobody will read all of this... either way, I wrote it for me, and now I can go back later and update this with even more fun details... I have work at 12.30pm to 5pm today, so I'll be going now and resting up until then...
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LAST UPDATE:
21 MARCH 2009, I just got back from Mt. Hood Meadows where I spent my birthday snowboarding with my co-worker Justin aka Jay... Jay and I had a great time, and he and I talked about life, love, and everything in between... he admits that I'd be a lot happier if I had someone in my life to love, but I'm not defined by needing that love... so if they come into my life, great, if not, I'm just good with friends and having a life...
it was my birthday today (20/21 March), and while I was expecting phone calls galore and TXT messages from just about anyone, I won't be getting any of my messages until I can get a replacement phone... on my way up to Mt. Hood Meadows my phone went black, then the powered up screen came up, but it would not turn on... so tomorrow I'll find out if I can get a replacement or not... hopefully they can pull my data so I don't have to recollect ALL of my phone numbers... because that would suck... but its just a phone, and I cannot stress myself out...
I'd been living alone since August last year, and I've gotten kind of used to running around my place in my unders... only thing is, I don't wear any...... sorry, got off topic there for a sec...
I don't post blogs/journals/anything of great detail about my life... if you want to know something... ASK ME... otherwise, I'll just presume that you don't genuinely care...
this update has been brought to you by the letters F and U... and the number 17... :D
they call me batty, because its been my nickname since learning how to walk... I'm just your average freak living alone with a cat whom talks more then I'd like... if you'd like to know more, I'd be happy to tell you... but you just have to draw it out of me... I've been online since 1994, so I'm not internet stoopid... :]
I just moved to Salem, Oregon about a three years ago... I work at least sixty hours a week, if not more, I don't really know a whole lot of people yet, and I don't really know if I'm even in the right place to meet people... I've checked out a few profiles on here, and found a couple nice looking women, but I don't really know if I'll get any replies to the random compliments I've given out... I'm not asking you to want to sleep with me, but a simple conversation would be nice...
try to understand me here, I'm just looking for someone that will join me in some adventures, I love to hike, camp, ski, canoe, go white water rafting, and can also enjoy just kicking back and relaxing... I'm not high maintenance, and I'm pretty sure that I would be a good catch, so break the ice, and introduce yourself to me, I promise I'll only bite if you're good... ;]
if you know what a Rennie is, you're already cool in my book... if I had a book that is... ;]~
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