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Post Surgery

Well, I promised I wouldn’t fall off the blog wagon.

It has been about 13 hours since I woke up in the recovery room at the hospital from my knee surgery. If you read my last blog, you know I was stressed and freaking out about being in the hospital, and the surgery taking place. Well here is where you can all laugh and call me a wimp, because it didn’t go that bad if you ask me now. Sure I am wide awake at 5am and I am getting some pain meds in me. By the way I got ripped off on the good stuff. Crappy ass Tylenol 3. Whoopy shit! That stuff does nothing for me. I suspect that the swelling and pain will become worse over the next 24-36 hours and that will be the worst of it. I am trying not to walk much but I am baring weight on it already.

So in my usual fashion of little things going wrong and playing with my patience leading up to this, I started to get nasal congestion and what I thought was a cold coming on before surgery. They won’t operate on me while sick. I contacted a friend that is a nurse and her sister, and spoke to both of them. I left work on Wed., came home, ate good hot spicy foods and more manderins and other fruit then I care to think about. Several applications of my Neti-pot to keep sinus cavity clear. Crisis number 1 seemed to be avoided. Thursday I got a call they pushed my surgery back 30 mins. No big deal. Went in on Friday and there were power outages happening at the hospital, so surgeries were behind about 2 hours. This made the stay leading up to it not so awesome for a guy like me in panic mode. Only other time I have been in the hospital really is when I was bitten by a spider and had to spend several days in there back in grade 12 with tubes running through my leg and talks of amputation if the swelling didn’t go down. So you see I hate hospitals and surgery talk. And this was my first time being put out.

Ok so I get even more wimpy. You might laugh at this but I wasn’t the only one there that did this. After not eating for oh 13 hours they put a needle in my vein and then hooked up my IV. The minute they turned the IV on and it I felt the cold rush up my arm, I started to get dizzy. Good thing I knew the nurse doing this. I was focusing on her. She asked if I was ok. I said I was a bit dizzy. Cause hey I am a man and I can take it right. Ya it turns out I went white as a ghost and they had to put me on a bed. The tunnel vision kicked in and I darn near passed out. Once up and on the bed I was ok laying down. I know I know what all my women friends that have had kids are thinking. Men are such babies, total wussys…. Well ladies… you are right. I was lucky to have good people at my side yesterday. And I knew several staff at the hospital as well which helped to calm me a bit. And by a bit I mean you could apparently feel my heat beat in my right shoulder leading up to my surgery.

Finally the time came and they wheeled me back and had me stand up to go into the ER room. I went to stand up and my hospital gown caught and well everyone got to see the full me exposed at the ER. I really kept trying to claim how cold it was in there and I apologized for not give them a big show. I swear it really was like as cold as when you step into the lake in the spring. Men you totally know where I am going with this right. Meh by this point I didn’t care I just wanted it done. So they put me down on the operating table and the Anesthesiologist talked to me about how she was going to put two medications in me. The first to relax me and the second one would go in a little later too………………………… Wooooo what the hell room am I in and what is this mask on my face. Oh hello lady when does my surgery start. What do you mean I am done and I just lost 2hs hours of my life. I guess I am a total light weight I passed right out before the second med was even delivered.

I came to feeling pretty well. A couple of checks on my blood pressure and I was wheeled out into recovery with people waiting for me. Here is where some things get funny. First thing I did was check to see they left my manhood attached and they had not added a vagina. No seriously I did this. Then the nurse got me some fiber cookies and gingerale. Apparently I asked if I looked like I was 70 and needed fiber cookies. I had jujubes waiting for me YAY. As I was eating those the nurse tried to tell me they would be good they contained protein. I almost went into a full on debate about how they don’t and how she was an idiot but I was sort of shushed. Which is best. I do recall having a confused look on my face when she told me no. They really do contain protein and gelatin made from goat hoofs. To which I then responded Really Goats feet. I like Goat Cheese so I guess that is ok.

I know I also told someone they looked Pretty when I seaw them. I am sure I wasn’t lying about this. I was just speaking freely and why not? Now is your chance to say what you want and blame it all on the drugs right? I was also told that as they wheeled me in to recovery amongst a full recovery room I announced in a loud voice about being pissed off that I didn’t turn into a zombie and become the one to start the world Apocalypse yesterday. I am told several people around me were shaking their head and possibly felt sorry for the people with me. I think there were several other things I said as well but lets leave it at that. I might toss them in the next update.

I will say overall I am doing well; much better then I anticipated or was all worked up about. I have a lot of good friends by my side and many people asking for updates. I appreciate all of you that checked in with me yesterday and I will get a good chance to do a write up on the knee icing wrap that was provided me by the owners of Up&Running. I see lots of Netflix and TV time in the next few days. After recovery it is time to get back to some working out, eating right and on the road to 2013 with some triathlons in the future. I may not be able to pull off my half Ironman this year but I am certainly not counting it out at this point. Time will tell if that happens or not. For now I just want to get back to running with friends, enjoying my work outs pain free, doing run clinics for the spring at the store and being able to scuba dive this season. Something I really enjoy doing. If I can get back to that capacity this year I will have a great year.

Thanks Everyone for your support

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It has been too long

First let me apologize for not updating in so long.

This will be the last blog update before my surgery. I know everyone is tired of hearing about it. Hell I am tired of hearing about it and talking about it and I feel like a complainer. I would like to even punch myself at times. My surgery is this coming Friday Dec 21. End of the world on they Mayan Calender if you believe that stuff. I would like to think after planning that many years ahead, the Mayans finally said “F**k it after this they should be able to figure out the rest, right?”

Well I have waited a long time for this to take place and the pain in the last few months has been building up. From only doing shorter runs and bike rides to the point where my morning 1.5km walk with my dog leaves me in pain at the end of the walk and I take 2000 mg a day of Anti-inflamatory. My knee was popping out of place every few weeks to almost every day now and sometimes several times a day. It was when it popped out just 5 mins ago and I fell down 3 stairs, I decided it was time to sit down and update my blog that I have been avoiding. Truth is I have about 4 blog updates, but just didn’t post any of them in the last few months. I think fear of this surgery not fixing things and fear of me not being able to return to the new life style I adopted has actually scared me into a corner. Something I have tackled many times in my life is fear, but for some reason, this time I have let it actually cripple me in some ways. I could have been swimming this whole time with this injury. In fact I just did 700 horrible meters of swimming the other week. That was a tough go and felt horrible and left my shoulders and arms burning. A feeling I used to yearn for almost every day while training for my triathlons and runs. But no longer seem to enjoy.

Now I am not sure why I am lacking motivation. Maybe it is the pain I feel with my knee with everything I do, Maybe it is time to have some downtime in working out after a few solid years of changing my life. Maybe it is Fear of not being able to return to triathlons and running. Maybe because I feel I made the decision in 2012 to do my first Half Ironman. In my own mind, not doing it because of this injury, makes me feel a bit like a failure. I think even at this very moment as I type I am still unsure of the root cause of this. I have found myself looking at some Half Ironman distance races for next year late in the season and wondering could I make enough of a come back to accomplish this goal? Or is this just a silly goal and I should pack it all in and not even worry about it. I can’t register this early for a race due to the fact that it could be wasted money I can’t afford to give up. But I might also miss an opportunity to get into a race I want. I should be aiming for a return to some small races this year. But something about not aiming for a Half Ironman seem so empty. I don’t have another word to describe it. I tend to believe you need to Aim high and bite off more then you can chew. Or take a task that puts you in over your head. For at those times you see true success within yourself. Fear also makes us numb to the world at times. Fear puts us in a corner and helps us not make life changing decisions. This time I am having a very difficult time looking fear in the eyes. Although I have a growing desire to punch fear in the crotch. It is a mixture of fear and anger now.

I am sure my mood will change after I make it through surgery. I won’t lie I am actually scared shitless of this surgery. I understand it is minor everyday surgery and people go through this all the time. But I also recall my Dad having a major surgery in the early 80’s and darn near not coming out of the anesthesia. He is also no longer here with me to talk me through this and I hope he will be watching over me this Friday. Funny my Dad has been gone for over 8 years and yet I still feel I keep learning from him every day.

Not trying to be a jerk but I don’t want comments on how I will be ok. I don’t want people to telling I will be fine and return in response to this blog. There is no need to comment on this blog entry this time. I prefer you don’t actually. I just needed to get this out there and off my chest no matter how raw and personally exposing this is right now. I need to not keep it in right now.

I know deep down that everything will workout and I will be making a return to this sport even if my Doctor keeps telling me I am done running. It is those types of comments that will make me come back to this and say Nener nener nener. It is also important for me to make a solid return to running and get back to helping people in Learn to run clinics this coming spring. I think for now that is my primary goal. Because I have gained more from helping other people then I ever will from some silly race. After that I will feel out the healing and my return and I promise to make weekly updates on my recovery and how things are going. I will start with Late Dec21 after surgery or Dec22 the day after.

 

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