Anywho, my orthopedic doctor and I discussed it and I chose to go the surgery route for two reasons, one that I needed to be back as fast as possible to be a productive and fun-having skateboarder , and two, I really didn't like that the conservative (hereby referred to as "stupid-moron") route puts you out of commission for about 12 weeks with no guarantee that you wont just need the surgery anyway. Needless to say the Stupid-Moron route was not for me. So we decided on surgery and set a date because I was not a Stupid-Moron whom didn't want surgery because they were afraid of needles or some shit, and I was on my way. A few days passed and then Sunday night arrived (Yesterday). The surgery sheet told me that I had to shower and that I couldn't eat anything after Midnight that night, other than making me feel like I was a full size Mogwai who would multiply uncontrollably if I ate after midnight, it made me absolutely a grumpy bastard because I couldn't eat and I pretty much just went to bed with a headache...AWESOME!
Then surgery day arrived and the little golden rule sheet for Stupid-Morons told me that I could NOT use Deodorant (for some reason) and that I could not have any food or water whatsoever, I luckily could brush my teeth but the Stupid-Moron sheet they gave me said that I was "Not allowed to Swallow any toothpaste or water" as I was brushing... Really? I had no idea that I couldn't just brush my teeth and swallow everything that was in my mouth when I was done.
So I did all of that shit and proceeded to move into the waiting room to sit in silence for two hours with no food or water in the typical ass-less robe they give you and an IV in just so I could be extra psyched on the whole thing. The highlight of my day was when they gave me the relaxant or whatever because you go from feeling sober to drunk in like 2.69 seconds. After that I remember just about jack shit until I woke up in the recovery room with a cast on my leg, starving, and cold because apparently the Hospitals like to cut cost and not use the heat or something. Anyway I will keep you guys posted whenever something significant comes up in my recovery process so expect another post this week on how addicted to Vicodin I am becoming out of sheer boredness or just when I get this cast off in 10 days only to be put in to a radically-awesome walking cast!
Until then guys keep it radical!