Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
The Aftermath
It has been four weeks since I broke my leg. Time has never gone so fast but days have never felt so long and I have never been this tired in my life. One week after the accident I retuned to school for what had to been the most intense work out I have ever experienced. At the end of that week I returned home for a doctor’s visit to remove my splint and arm my leg from the knee down with a fiberglass cast. At first I was to be spending somewhere between two to three months in a cast but it was not until I met y surgeon that I was told otherwise. There had been a miscomputation between my surgeon and the residents at the hospital who took my x-rays. The resident had informed me that I broke my tibia which is the bigger bone of two that are in the lower leg or shin. When meeting with my surgeon he corrected me as I kept talking about my tibia being broken and told me that I broke my fibula (the smaller bone in the shin). I guess I’m better off with one over the other. With not only having that as good news I was also told that my healing process is rather rapid and my ankle is looking good from what it was. The cast that I was suppose to have for two to three months has been cut down (from the time of my visit) to four weeks and then I can start physical therapy… not bad huh?
You can see my plate and screws in these x-rays. I like to say its my gnar-bar
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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