S2 E28: Slice and Dice

Oooooooh boy, well it happened finally. We got the surgeries. The doc cut me open and stole pieces of me to rebuild other pieces of me and put my knee back together. I’m happy to report that it was a success and aside from having a very colorful lower extremity (left leg, get your head out of the gutter) I’m on the mend!

So let’s get into it, yeah last week started out like a normal week with the exception being that my entire mind was being occupied by the whole “going under the knife on Thursday” thing. Played some video games, played some magic, cleaned the house, and prepped for the main event. Wednesday rolled around and I snagged my momma from the airport, it was so clutch that she could come out and be with me for the surgery. I’ve had the hardest time with giving up and accepting help from others but when your mom starts treating you like a child of hers, it’s a lot easier to accept outside assistance. And now that I’ve done it for a few days it’s a more common thing and will make the next few weeks easier to accept. So yeah we went to the place and picked up the high tech, big as fuck, fancy ass locking brace and turned in early for my early as fuck cutting appointment. I’ll spare a detailed breakdown of the next couple of days because that’s all in the ACL surgery and recovery day by day thread. Instead let’s talk shit I’ve learned.

Asking for help is a wildly underrated but eternally essential skill in adulthood. Being able to raise your hand and boldly state “i can’t do this shit on my own” is a type of humility I’ve struggled with in my adult life and to some extent i think all of us have the same issue. It’s a little bit of arrogance sure, but mostly our generation HATES being an inconvenience so we shy away from it. But deadass, there are some things you just can’t do alone. It’s ok to need help, what’s crazy is that we, as a society/people/race, often can’t do things solo dolo. At one point or another we all need a hand, and it’s detrimental to your life and wellbeing to not request assistance. As i said, mom coming out for 0 day and the first week has been paramount in increasing my general comfort with accepting assistance and i know im much better off for it moving forward.

Ive got some absolute rockstar friends and family. You know you have a wealth of support when you have to actively turn away help and assistance, not because of the point of above but because you’re too covered. I absolutely need someone here with me helping out for the next couple of weeks, i don’t need a team of people…I’m not a nascar in need of a pit crew 🤣 but since my injury there have been limitless phone calls, text messages, DMs, and physical drop ins from everybody trying to make sure I’m doing alright and recovering appropriately. It’s amazing, it’s heart warming, and it makes me want to cry. All yall love me and it’s gross, does your significant other know you love me this much? Honestly i can’t begin to thank everyone enough. My mom, dad, sisters, extended family, and homies have all come through in such a big way there’s no way i can adequately thank everyone.

Your mindset is everything. Now this one isn’t something i learned from experience but moreso mom and I were talking. Some people sustain an injury and accept that that is their new normal, while others perceive it as a set back and a challenge to return to where they want to be. Some 50 year olds run Ironman races and some go in the nursing home. The thing is that mentally you establish how you want to be and then your body responds. It’s not enough to just smile and be positive, you’ve got to decide how you want to live your life and then fight along those lines to make it so. Padme gave up and died in the prime of her life, don’t be padme. Be anakin, kill younglings and take over the galaxy.

Piercings close up fast as shit. In 12 hours i took my nose ring out for surgery and the bitch closed on me.

Alright that’s it for now, I’m fine man the recovery is going about as well as you could expect. Check the daily ACL thread for how it’s going on a daily basis if you want and don’t forget to be nice to yourself and others. Your positivity is infectious and it’s absolutely saving me.

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