The Bionic Ankle-Post Op prt 3

Thursday, March 08, 2007

6:17 PM - The Bionic Ankle-Post Op prt 3 (THE NEON PINK EDITION) Current mood: grateful Category: Life It's been 38 days....yes I am counting .....BUT....I'm getting there....I had an appointmet today and I am progressing!! The stitches came out and I took new X-rays. I looked at the X-rays from the injury for the 1st time today.......it caused tears. I broke my ankle in three places and dis-located it. I knew it was bad...but it's another thing when you look at that X-ray.... Whew...then I saw the X-ray of the new improved "super bionic ankle"....this was a much better picture....there are 2 plates and 2 screws. Plates (vertical) on both sides where the ankle bones are. And the screws go across to hold everything in place so that the bones can heal properly these screws will come out around the 1st week of May.... Dr. Najibi is fabulous but he wants me to bear no weight on my ankle at all until May! So he said he isn't changing my back to work date yet. He said he'd re-evaluate after the cast is off. But he said "I think it's going to be the same". AND he wants me to continue with elevating it. (Shoot, my leg is gonna float up to the moon it's so elevated!) (((Lol))) I'd told many of you that I was hoping for a sort of timeline of what happens/when...Well this is what I have as of now: Week of 3/22 or 29/07 (2/3 weeks from 2day) cast change-if this cast becomes too big from swelling going down more. Week of 4/2/07 (4 weeks from 2day) (Appointment Thrs 4/5/07 8:30a) Out of cast/into a boot. 5/5/07 (10 weeks from surgery) Screws out. Walking (not sure if this will be with/without a cane) I do still need to get the info about going to physical therapy. The doct said I will be going, but I forgot to ask when it would start. Also today I was given: -a wheelchair perscription -a handicap sticker for 3 months...and.... -Guess What!? * A BRIGHT- HOT- NEON PINK CAST! * (Black Sharpie sign-able) I'm feeling a little better now that I have more info. And now that I have a lighter, and more comfortable cast. (Not to mention the pink! -Pink always makes me feel better! Lol). There is throbbing (usually when I sit up str8 with the foot down for any length of time)...but there isn't very much hurting/ouch type pain. I'm still sleeping a lot, which the doctor said is normal during any healing process. (You know I was bugging out about sleeping so much). But things are finally moving along.... Thanks for your prayers! They're working!!! Currently listening : LeToya By LeToya Release

The Bionic Ankle-Post Op prt 2

Saturday, March 03, 2007

4:43 AM - The Bionic Ankle-Post Op prt 2 Current mood: blah Category: Blogging ....So J helps me get to the restroom and back in the bed. Then he leaves and I sleep. I wake up an hour later thinking "does my brother know I'm still here & has anyone told Akelia?". I open my eyes call Kelia and she tells me "yesterday's Grey's is coming on!". I watch! And my mom calls to see if I need anything. "Soup. My throat is killing me". So Nurse Ronald brings red jello and he gives me a shot of Morphine. I eat the jello, which is like heaven on my throat and I chase it down with ice. I wait for my momma and watch Dr. Merideth Grey return from the dead. And my cell phone is on overdrive...daddy, cousins, brothers, and friends (one of whom wanted date night advice....seriously...he wanted me to tell him where to take his girl....like my ass wasn't high, in pain, and sounding like shit-sigh) ...but mostly they are making sure I'm okay. "Why are you staying there?"...I keep whispering..."Just so the doc can monitor the pain, I'm ok". So I get off the phone and start to dooze....my mom comes with the soup! Her footsteps wake me up. I'm happy to see her...I'm happy she brought soup...I'd forgotten I was hungry. And dang-it! (Yup-u guessed) POTTY BREAK. And let me just explain why each potty break is so signifigant. My body hurts like HELL-It feels like I lost a battle with Batman. I mean everything hurts....my neck & shoulders were tense as hell. My injured leg weighed a ton with the cast on it. The backs of both legs and my booty felt like I been doin tae-bo and my non-injured, left leg was just damn tired from carrying my whole body. My abs were killing me from lifting my legs. (Er'time I get up, I do a crunch to sit up....then lift both legs, swing them around, hold my right leg up and drop it down s l o w l y-then I do that same thing BACKWARDS to get back into bed) ...And my forearms and tri-ceps were sore from pushing up with the crutches for the last 23 days. And my muthafckn THROAT STILL HURTS! So I come back to the bed and eat the soup. I'm whispering to my mom when all of sudden.....we hear.... MY ROOMMATE HUMMING OLD NEGRO SPIRITUALS!!! LOUD AND OFF KEY!!! My mom looks at me like "what the hell" and I shrug my sholders...we continue to eat and she continues to hum.... So my mom leaves.....saying "I hope you can get some rest". And shortly thereafter......HUMMMMM-MMMMM-HMMMM-Laddiiiidiii-OOOOOOOOO-Doooooo-Hmmmm-hmmmm. (LOUDLY) O M G!!! LMAO So the hyms stop and I fall asleep but then outta no where: she begins a lil ditty about Tylenol!!!! Singing : TY-LEEEEEN-NAAAAAWWLL. TY-LEEEEN-NAAAAWWLL. Which wakes me up and if I'm woke....I gotz to go potty!! And as I'm crutching back to my bed, passing her bed....she tells me "you need to tell them to get you some tylenol!". I try not to laugh at her and not to fall off the damn crutches. LMAO. But I make it safely back to the bed where I just crack the hell up....Which makes my throat hurt more and makes my abs beg for a brighter day! And oddly enough Nurse Ronald came in to medicate me saying "the doctor said you can have 2 Tylenol 3's every 3 1/2 hours". I fell out!!! That shit was so damn funny....but my damn throat was too sore to even try to tell Nurse Ronald what was so funny. (I did feel real real bad for the lady because I could tell she was in pain....but still....funny shit is funny shit) So I take 1 of the Tylenols....and call my Sans....she is pissed....something ain't right....she's "like imma call you later"...Not a problem, cause really, I need to be sleep. So I lay still, with the right side of my body elevated, and let my all my lever parts sleep. Then around 1AM the nurses come int to check on the songtress roommate. And they turn on her big over-head light (OH NO, not the lil night light-Nope-THE BIG BRIGHT LIGHT) and that bright ass light STAYED ON TIL 3AM!!!!! So what did this mean for Lil Ms. Hiphop911 ?.....NO SLEEP TIL BROOKLYN! So what does a girl do in times like these......grabbed my cell and I talked (or whispered) to my Sans til my battery died. Got out almost all of my venting...(and I hope Sans did too) and around 3 or 4 AM the nurse came by and turned off her light!!! So I Sleep/Potty/Sleep....and @ 5a I'm awakened my a cutie pie doctor (not Mc Dreamy-but Mc Cutie) who is pinching my toes. I laugh and he says "you feel that right?" ...."Yes"...he says "good-it means your circulation is fine". Then he says "you've only been taking one Tylenol. Are you in a lot of pain?" And right then Ronald comes with the morphine for my IV. So they both say "are you in pain?". Okay "of course I am...but that shit just make me loopy, slow, and sleepy. It don't make me pain-less". So Mc Cutie says "take the meds now because you won't have these when you go home"....I say yeah "imma take the shot but that is it....no more morphine please". Now tell me how it makes sense to trick yourself out of pain on Friday that you gone have to feel on Saturday? If it's gone hurt, let me feel it now....yes make it a lil easier, but don't trick me. So I go back to sleep and wake up at 7am Saturday morn to nasty & ugly breakfast and lemon jello! Yuck Yuck Yuck. Don't ever get lemon jello! Did you even know they still made lemon jello? Whew. A couple hours later Princess came to bring Berry Jello and after hours of waiting and waiting thee Mc Doctors emancipated me, to my brother's care around 1pm! With my freedom in my lap, and my body in the car, I'm glad to be going. My brother and I stop by my Grandma's....she baked me the best damn cake I ever tasted in my life....and we headed home. And as we parked the car.....GUESS WHO WAS WALKING UP THE PARKING LOT!?? YUP...He heard me!!!!!!!!!!!!... (And seeing him made 24 days of pain feel mo'betta) OH AND! I MUST TELL YOU ALL.... I heard 2 (two) REMIXES featuring R. KELLY ON MY WAY INTO THE HOSPITAL....(after listening to a "Kells" song in the house)...3 Kellys in 30 min.....I knew that er'thang was gone be alright!!!! Currently listening : Baby Boy By Beyonc Release

ankle...THE POST OP prt 1

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

11:57 PM - ankle...THE POST OP prt 1 Current mood: high Category: Dreams and the Supernatural Well the surgery was Friday, 2/23. After getting very little sleep the day before, due to a black-out and nerves.....I had to arrive at the hospital at 5:30a!! So we leave at the crack of dawn. We get to the hospital on time. And the day begins. The doctor has me put on the "fancy hospital dress" and the equally as fancy 'shower cap'. (Which means I have to remove the beautiful scarf my cousin had given me and comb out my hair) So I'm laying there in my "O.R. Best" ....and the doctor comes to explain the various options that I have for anestia. I can take a numbing shot, that numbs the one leg from the waist down.....I can take a spinal numbing, which is a shot into the spine like epidoral that numbs the waist down.....(Both leaving me awake and able to hear things) OR I can just be put under..... I decide: OPTION 3 IS FOR ME!!! So the doctor tells me all the draw backs, including the fact that they will be putting a tube down my throat. Then the doctor explains that they will be giving me "sleepy stuff" to relax me just b4 they put me out. So I'm like fine, just please tell me before you knock me out.....(I like to know so that I can relax my body and not fight against the medicine). So we wheel into the OR room. I'd been talking to the anesthesiologist about the Grey's Anatomy episode that I missed as we were wheeling to the room. And she says "so you've never been in a surgical room before huh?". I tell her no and she says "well I'll give you the sleepy stuff inside so you can see what it looks like". She was mad cool. So I get in. There were 3 doctors and a few other people....but the doctors all gathered around, said hi, and let me know not to worry. They start looking at my ankle and the anestiaoligist said something about sleeping to me and that's all I remember. When I wake up, I'm in the recovery area. AND MY MUTHAFCKN THROAT HURTS LIKE ALL HELL. My mouth is dry like a dessert and I can't talk. My ankle hurts! I'm feeling pain...A tear falls.....Oooouch.....my arms hurt from all the needles. (I have small veins, so they poked me a lot). My leg feels heavy again. Oh shit my throat hurts!!! The nurse (Karen) offers ginger aile.....???....ummm NO (that will burn)....."Can I have water?". She brings water...I sip....it hurts. Each sip hurts. Then she asks if I'm hungry. Shit, I don't know. My throat hurts. "Can I have ice?". She brings a big cup of ice and a pkg of peanut butter crackers.....and I eat one.....Immediately I am pissed!!! These crackers are dry and the PB is sticky....remember my mouth is dry as hell and my throat is already hurting.....so how da hell am I gone swallow this shit!? "WATER!!!" Nurse Karen brings more....I drink, try to swallow and it hurts. I want to punch her for giving me this cracker pkg. And....MY ANKLE HURTS! (Ooooooouch). The nurse gets me up into a wheelchair, with my injured leg elevated in a folding chair.....she is ready to send me home. (This was out patient surgery) And then she says "I'm gonna let your family in". I think okay my mom.................and here comes Mommy, Grandma, Auntie F, and Princess. Each person is talking, asking me questions and touching me. "I can't talk....it hurts". They keep on talking and asking.....Then my mom says...."Dr. Najibi says you can stay if you want". My mom calls the doctor to confirm and we are waiting for him to come down. I'm in pain....I'm uncomfortable....and the family keeps talking! My mom decides to get smoothies for the nurse and I, so she leaves. Princess senses the irritation and she leaves. And my grandma and my auntie stay. My pain and discomfort grow. Again I'm sitting in a wheelchair, with pillows under the broken ankle as it is resting on a folding chair. My mom comes back. The smoothie is Big, cold, and tasty! THANK GOD for this smoothie. Then Nurse Karen peeps the irritation. She asks my family to leave so she can get me back into a bed. Before my mom leaves I get my ipod and cell phone from her. I pull up his cell number and ask my mom to call "him" while she is in the waiting area and they head out. Nurse Karen wheels me to the rest room....I see my mom, who is standing waiting for me at the restroom. She is talking on the cell...."is that him?", I grab the cell and whisper to him so he knows I'm okay and give the phone back. Karen tells my mom "I'll call for you when we get her situated" and she gets me back into a bed. I turn on my ipod, close my eyes and try not to cry....it doesn't hurt very bad but I have to pee again (thanks to the IV), my throat is burning and Karen is chasing a man who keeps trying to run out of the recovery area! (yes. the man is jumping out of his bed and running down the stairs) I keep my eyes closed....turn Tyrese up as loud as it will go....and cuddle the smoothie. Then Karen returns....I tell her. "You aren't gonna believe this but I gotta go again"....she walked away....chasing again....she is gone a long while. I see some other nurse....I tell her "I will go on this bed-my bladder is too full to get up". She brings a bed pan.....I HAVE NEVER....ever ever used a bed pan so I just look at her. She tells me how to do it. I follow instructions, the nurse removes it and I am completely grossed out. It was awful. So I try to relax....more Tyrese....and Karen returns. She tells me "the doc is here I will get your family". My mom, gma, and auntie return and my mom's all like "they told us you were sleep. It's been almost an hour". (Shhhh....I can't talk....it hurts). "MA, I was sleep!!!". The doctors come over....they say it went well and that they are pleased with the operation. Dr. Najibi explains that he'd prefer I stay over night and talks to my mom about things. One of the surgeons ask that I be given pain medication every 3 1/2 hours and I complain about my throat. The surgeon explains that the breathing tube is what caused the pain. Dr. Najibi explains everything and I ask questions..."Can I get a colored cast? When can I go back to work? Am I gonna have physical therapy?". Dr. Najibi shakes his head. He says "I need to see you in my office in 2 weeks". Then he taps my shoulder and says "you and I are gonna have a fun time Ms. Hiphop...u are gonna be fun" and he leaves. Satisfied with the doctor's conversation and tired, my family leaves. It's about 3pm. Nurse Karen promises me a room, so I go to sleep. I wake up around 7 and wonder why I'm not in a room. Karen is gone to lunch and there is a new nurse. I tell her "I've been here sine 5a....I have to potty often....and my throat hurts really really bad. I just want a quiet room." She brings me ice and water .... 30 min later....they are moving me to room B451B. I crutch into the room....slowly.... asking the nurses not to touch my leg and not to help me stand. I've got the crutches for that. (WHY PEOPLE KEEP TRYING TO TOUCH MY LEG IS BEYOND ME) I crutch past my roommate, who is elderly and visiting with her daughter.....I finally make it to the inside bed of the room (after yet another potty break)....get into the bed and my new nurse Ronald comes in. He grabs pillows to elevate my leg and he goes to lift my leg. "No-do not touch my leg. I'll move it". (I know they want to help...but when people touch my leg-IT HURTS). It takes me a min but I lift my leg and he puts the pillows under. I'm comfortable and tired. He puts a shot of morphine in my IV and asks if I'd like to be hooked up to the one you can administer for yourself. "No thanks....I don't want to be pressing buttons, doping myself all night. I can deal with this with those Tylenol 3's". Ronald says "are you sure!? I will just come back in 3 hours and we will decide then". I tell him ok. I exhale....then I remember: I need to call Johnathan. And before I could hang up, he was in my room! I was happy to see him. He got me more icy water. I tell him I can't talk, he says that's okay and he sits down. And then guess what...POTTY BREAK.....sigh... (the funniest part is being typed now!) Currently listening : Whitney Houston - The Greatest Hits By Whitney Houston Release

Ankle Prt 5....(are u tired of these yet?)

Monday, February 19, 2007

4:39 AM - Ankle Prt 5....(are u tired of these yet?) Current mood: disappointed Category: Blogging I am so damn sick, sick, sick and tired of people.... Here are some of the ____(u fill in this blank) things I've had said to me since i broke my ankle..... -"Why are you all the way in Westland?" (Uh cause I can't go up and down stairs at the house in Detroit) -"Are you babysitting right now?" (Yeah stupid, I am chasing my niece with my one good foot...dumb ass) -"you could just come and sit on the recliner" (ok yeah..how imma get there, it's my RIGHT foot?) -"so you can't just get up & get out of the house?" (ummm Where Imma go??...I have a heavy BIG ASS cast and Steel Crutches) (BUT I AM SO SERIOUSLY PLANNING TO GO TO BLACK MILK'S LISTENING PARTY...cast or not) THEN.... -I tell someone I wanna see 'em....they don't show up (neva mind the fact that I done shown up for them-a couple times) then the person want me to "not be mad at them".....(huh?) -"Let me know if you need anything" Soooo I ask for something....Here is the response: "okay I got u".....and guess what! they don't come through. (And they want me to not be mad at them) -a person tells me that they are coming to drop off things......and in 3 Weeks (20 days) ....ain't been able to "make it by here" (And they will wonder why.....) -They give themselves "titles" in my life but don't even fckn call/email/smoke signal to see if I'm ok. (But they just 'know' I'm gone come through for them after I'm better-hmm Okay bet on that shit) BUT THEN THERE ARE THE SURPRISES.... The ones you least expect it from.... -Not only do they show up. But they come with magazines!!! -They make soup for me -They offer to come pick me up and CARRY me into the club (because they miss me).....(Wow-shocker) -They send fruit -THEY ACTUALLY SHOW UP WHEN THEY SAY THEY COMING!!! (And bring the crew wit em!) -they keep it real.....they call, check on me, don't say shit bout coming, & don't ask me shit bout needing anything. (WHICH IS NOT A BAD THING CAUSE IT IS REAL) Currently listening : Fallen By Evanescence Release

The ankle; valentine's edition

Wednesday, February 14, 2007 4:01 PM - The ankle; valentine's edition Current mood: blah Category: Blogging Okay so the too big cast.... I'm feeling like my ankle is running loose inside the thing....I can almost feel where they must be putting the plate and screws! It doesn't hurt, it just feels loose. And I'm trying to just keep still so I don't move nothing. The pain is kinda gone and it's Valentine's Day so I'm happy. Feeling good, I decide to jump on my work email and onto myspace to leave Vday msgs and make an attempt at work stuff......I was crutching through the kitchen, just hip- hopping along, lost my balance, almost fell and OMG....my ankle moved! Okay - okay ... Okay....breathe...slow....be still.....breathe....heart beat racing....OMG...okay..... I sit down and be still ....the phone rings.....it takes my mind off of it and I get online. I leave glitter on my friends pages, check email, and think "damn I moved my ankle".....that was scary. I wonder if I messed it up....but the pain ain't that bad so I try not to think about it. I'm not thinking about it....It's working so I eat and watch American Idol. Then, this morning I went in to be re-casted. They cut me outta the soft cast (which is a regular cast all wrapped up in cushiony stuff)(HEAVY), they cut through the plaster and take my leg out. (The cast comes just below my knee). The swelling in my foot has come down a lot but my foot & ankle are still pretty big. And the wound (where the bone almost came out) (sorry if that grosses you out) is still really really swollen. I'm wondering if it is gonna be gone down before they operate. I've been watching seasons 1 & 2 of Grey's Anatomy on DVD (thnx Kela!)......whew boy! Didn't know...I just did not know all of that was jumping off on the good Grey's.......wow do I UNDERSTAND Dr. Grey! Currently listening : Always By Pebbles Release

Ankle pt 4 (2/13/07)

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

4:37 AM - Ankle pt 4 Current mood: aggravated You are gonna love this....so I call on sat and leave a msg for the guy who put my cast on....(he was half ass flirting and he gave me his card).....I called to ask about my cast being too big and Monday morn. I get a return call AND THEE QUESTION....... do you work for a record label?..... Me: how do you know that? Him: I heard something on your outgoing msg for your voice mail. Me: yeah I work in distribution. Him: I'm a jazz musician and blah blah...maybe we can go to lunch and discuss what I can do for you and what you can do for me....blahblah "Is you smoking 'reefa, you don't see that we hurt/but still"-Kanye West I CAN'T GET NO ONE A RECORD DEAL.....NO ONE.....NOT EVEN IF YOU THE NEXT JAY-Z, THE NEXT NAJEE, THE NEXT KID ROCK...... And tonight as I sit here with mtv blarring it's 3:27 in the morning.....Fall Out Boy ..... I wanna scream.....I wanna "dance dance"....I feel insane! I can not stand! I want to stand!!! Shit!!! I FCKN LOVE THIS SONG.....OMG.... If I attempt to get up I will fall.... and my brother will kick my ass....(I jumped up during Mary J's grammy performance and things almost went left....Ski said "Sit Back Down and Do NOT do that again") fuck....the tv ....THE MTV is hella loud now....he will know....I remain seated at the edge of the bed (my ankle is throbbing)....but the rock horns are in the air..... "...We're falling apart..." If I were meant to re-evaluate what and who I love in this moment of being still, it is certain: I do still have an intense love affair with music.....After 10 years of working it....the shit still moves me.....even when an injury prevents me from moving. Currently listening : From Under the Cork Tree By Fall Out Boy Release date: By 03 May

ankle pt 3 (2/11/06)

Sunday, February 11, 2007

9:02 AM - ankle pt 3 Current mood: shocked The 1st few days were hard....as you could tell in my tone from prt 2.....I mean.....people can just really....disappoint you.....I mean I'd asked someone to deposit checks for me on Fri.....that shit got done WED......sigh....I mean I know people have other things going on but damn.... My sans....who is truly my left arm, had just gone back to LA the day before the break....and her phone chrgr was with her mom in Detroit.....I couldn't even call her..... :-(((.....so sad. And FYI........I'm a cry baby.....so that 1st Friday was not a good look. THANK GOD FOR AKELA & ASKIA....TALIA & ELIJAH.....I thank God for my family....OMG....I owe Akela & my brother my whole life....I could never do enough to thank them.....NEVA THANK GOD FOR "shorty".... WHOSE PHONE CALLS KEEPS ME CALM....his friendship is more than a blessing. ~AND THANK GOD FOR APPLE for creating an ipod small and light enough for me to attach to my body and sleep with!~ *I will have an ipod shuffle always!!!! THANK GOD FOR THE CARTE BLANCHE ALBUM....FOR THE BLACK MILK ALBUMS / MIXTAPE.....THANK GOD Robert is on that "Promise" rmx......AND THANK GOD FOR TYRESSE who sang me to sleep er' night....cause the pain was .....beyond Vicodine or Tylenol 3. And lemme just describe this pain.....there are 2 pains....one is like when your foot falls asleep. You know, the needles? BUT the needles don't never stop.....they last and last.... Then the other is like lightening going through my leg and scratching the bones. WHEW LAWD....and these "shoots" are intense enough to make me jump - literally. I mean my brother was like "shit what is it? Make it stop cause you jerk like a dog bit you" .....and Akela just be looking like damn can I help.....THEN I'd take the damn pills....and fall asleep in pain & I'd wake up in 2 hours with the same pain....WHEW! So, Mon I had my first visitor (Ms Savanah THANK YOU) it really lifted my spirits.....then she & Princess came by on Wed....and the next day was the doctor visit..... I went to the hospital Thrs....they took off the soft cast, examined my ankle.....my ankle looked like (I want to cry just thinking of what it looked like) (I pride myself on my "excellent toe game") (& shit I was on pedicure week when the shit happened....) «sigh» so anyway they put another soft cast on. Then they scheduled me for surgurey on the 23rd of Feb. They need to put in 2 plates and 2 screws....these will stay in....they will not be removed. The doctor said I'm on strict elevation until the surgey (2 weeks) and for 6 weeks after the surgery.....he said he would re-evaluate it after surgery but gave me no work til May.... (May? Is he fckn serious??) (Musta been cause when I asked him that he said "ummm yes Ms.Hiphop this is a long process") «sigh». OMG.... My faith is strong and I'm really not that nervous....but damn.....I've never had any operations....and I certainly ain't had no foriegn objects in my body.....«sigh» -but faith and doubt can not reside in the same house- And I know that God is in controll. My step mother believes God wanted me to sit down & be still for a while..... Soooo, I come home....in pain & overwhelmed....I take a Tylenol 3.....at some point I tlkd to my boss....God bless him....I was so out of it.....MAY.....that was all I could think.... so I call it....I wake up to tinkle and take a few calls but I basically sleep til 4p on Friday (2/9). So I'm awake....foot elevated....laying in the bed (my new home).....tlkn to "him"....and picking my niece up off the floor and I notice....the pain...."the shoots" it's not coming as often! And the "needles" don't last as long!!!! And as it gets later in the night, I notice.....THE CAST IS TOOO BIG!!!!.....When it was put on, it was almost too tight on my ankle!!!! Does this mean the swelling is going down!!!!??? Well 2mrw I will call the hospital and find out!!! More to come..... Currently watching : The Illusionist (Widescreen Edition) Release date

Ankle Prt2 (2/6/07)

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

10:20 AM - Ankle Prt2 (2/6/07) Current mood: cranky Typed on tues 2/6/07 So you know I broke my damn ankle last Thrs ....and I am stuck in the house til the 5th of neva. And since I've got loads of time, I've decided to keep track of my progress via blog.....so here goes: This is some bullshit for real. Yeah yeah "it's cold".....yeah yeah, "I ain't missing nuthin"..... "I proly need the rest anyway".... Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever! This shit is wack. All I do is sleep....I mean really....I sleep when I'm not even sleepy...the fcking medication....WHEW....I mean it gives me damn nightmares, crazy dreams, and I be on some "is this really happening in real life" type shit.....CRAZY Oh and I eat.....so I am reduced to eating and sleeping, which is WICK WICK WACK because I'd just started back working out... I said 'you know I can deal with the sitting still....it won't be that bad'.....Taha....Really. The sitting still is a damn trick. Cause see when you sitting still you think "I can get up and go to the computer"....cause you know, I've been still long enough for the pain to have gone away, a little bit.....But the reality is: you can't move a damn thang! And then to get up.....even if it's just to go pee....it is a task. And just to do something simple like get a good micro-popcorn....I gotta get help....That is thee most aggrivating thing!! See, I'm not a "help me" kinda girl....At All....I'm more of a "no-no I got it" type....so asking for help is a true challange. Shiiiit I tell you.....don't break ya ankle....it is some straight....bullshit! Then I will not even start with the "u find out who's ya true people's when you upstate bleeding" (a real ass Mobb Deep Qoute if you don't know).... But hey they full of phone calls.....actually...the first actual cards and flowers came from my job, my Mentor, and my bestest work buddy..... ??????????? WAIT WAIT WAIT...my hero....he isn't included in the above statement....He kinda saved my life...i was tlkn to him when it happened and he talked me calm til the EMS came...they said i may have passed out from the pain without him being on that phone....and he.....I JUST LOVE HIM.... If I hear 1 mo' time: ..."u all the way in Westland?"....Seriously...some of these people have been toted all over the state in the altima and fusion.....FOR REAL.....???? Hmm Okay...good luck .... That is all I have to say! more to come......Prt 3 being typed tonight.... Currently watching : ATL (Full Screen Edition) Release

WTF????

Friday, February 02, 2007

7:16 PM - WTF???? Current mood: crappy WHY THE F_CK I BROKE MY ANKLE YST!? YES THAT'S RIGHT broke as in foot pointed the wrong way BROKE AND THEY MAY WANT TO OPERATE.... YO, MY SHIT IS FUCKED UP.... I BET YOU WANNA KNOW HOW... I BET YOU THINK IT'S SOME ELABORATE STORY OF "DOING & DOING" no i was simply getting in my car, in the driveway of my mom's house, leaving for work and BOOOM/CRACK.... Re-Setting of The Bones, 1 Week of Bed Rest, 6-8 Weeks of Crutches, & a Possible Operation. SHIT AIN'T PRETTY Currently listening : Bad Day Pt.2 By Daniel Powter Release date: By 28 July, 2005