I firmly believe in seizing the day. No one is promised tomorrow, so live as if there isn't one. Get out there. Climb your mountain. Catch your rainbow. Reach for the stars. Live with no regrets. And most important, never stop believing. - Bob Marley

Saturday, August 28, 2010

so, i bet you're wondering why you haven't heard from me in a while. right?

The reason for my long-term absence is a pretty legit reason. School started. Summer ended. Pom practice changed to night time. Football season started. Homework nightly. Carlen time. And most important, I had my surgery Wednesday. My knee hurt before, and now it still hurts. Wanna hear my surgery story?? You do? Great, just knew you would. My surgery was in New Albany. I had to be at the hospital at 5:45 that morning. We got there, they put me in a room, and got my iv. That took me back for surgery at 7. My mama came back with me. While I was in the holding room, the anesthesiologist came and talked to mom and told me what they were gonna do and mama had to give verbal consent saying it was okay. After that, they brought me some "happy medicine" and put in my iv. It burned pretty bad, but I didn't even care. I was so out of it, they didn't even make me count. After the happy medicine, all I remember is waking up back in the holding room with a nurse sitting next to me. I woke up with my entire body blood red and clawing myself to death because I was itching so bad. I had had an allergic reaction to an antibiotic, and they had that thing off of me so fast. After the itching episode, I looked at the nurse and asked if I had my surgery. She said that I had. I attempted to move my leg, but I couldn't do it. I just burst into tears saying "I'm so confused. I don't know where I am. I want my mommy". The nurses told me to just calm down and go back to sleep. So I did and didn't wake up again until two hours later and I was back in my room. We couldn't leave until we talked to the doctor. Finally, he came in and said that they found folded tissue and they sucked it out. But it wasn't where I was hurting. So, basically, I'm just gonna have to live with my knee hurting like it is. We left the hospital, stopped by chick-fil-a then came home. I got a much- needed shower, which was quite difficult. I'm a bath person. I HATE showers. Hate them. And because I can't take this thing off my leg until Sunday, I have to put it in a garbage bag and take showers. Anyways, after my shower, I got in bed and propped my little leg up. My mom cooked my all-time favorite meal. Poppy seed chicken casserole. Carlen came over to visit me and to eat the casserole since he loves it too. With him, he brought a get well present from him and his present. Jelly beans, an E notepad, and an E pen. It was really sweet. He left at about 8:45 or 9. Then I went to sleep. Woke up the next day. Went to school. At school, Carlen showed me what a sweet boyfriend he can be. He has become accustomed to me taking care of him. Him taking care of me is completely new for him. But he did great. He did everything I asked him to, and didn't complain too much. After school, I came home and got ready for the game. Went to Pizza Factory with Carlen, my parents,and the Kilgore's. At the game, I sat in a chair with my leg up on a cooler. I went through the game pretty good. I waved my poms and did all the motions I could. Near the end, my knee started hurting really bad. So I fell asleep with my leg propped up and my arms cuddling my poms. Haha. It was pretty funny. Anyways, we won the game against Baldwyn, our long-time rivals. Last night, we went to eat with Carlen's parents at Thrasher Quick. Then we went back to his house and watched the Monk marathon. And I fell asleep. Haha. Ever since my surgery, I have been so unbelievably tired. And since Carlen knew that, he just let me sleep. Tonight, I'm going to a basketball tournament at Carlen's church. Carlen's on a team. His dad, Tony, is on a team. And his granny, Venus, is on a team. Something you should know about our families. Our grandparents used to be best friends. Every weekend they'd do something together. Every single weekend. Both of our grandfather's are both passed away, but my mimi and his granny are still best friends. Also, my dad and his mom were best friends. So they love the fact that we're dating. It does get sad sometimes when my mimi tells Carlen to give her a hug before she even tells me to. But I like the fact that our families like each other so much. Now that you've had this brief family history, I'll get back to the tournament. I'm going to support Carlen and to sit with his mom. It should be pretty interesting to see the older people play though. But anyways, that's all I have for now. Keep me in your prayers as I recover.

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