By now, if you’re a frequent reader of this blog, you know that I snapped my tibia and fibula in half last week. Lindsay did an amazing job of capturing the play by play commentary of the event, and I’m here now to add some color. I wish I could embellish and sprinkle in some creative license, but that ship has sailed. I wish I could tell you that I shattered my leg while saving a bus load of children from drowning, rescuing the elderly from a blazing nursing home fire, or hell, even a kickball game would be less embarrassing than the truth. Because the truth is my left leg cannot tolerate the weight and force of my body descending 5 feet into shallow water. Yep, that is the universal sign for, “time to lose some weight, you fat ass.” When uneven earth and your body weight remove you from walking for a couple of months, it’s time to reconsider your diet and recreational activities.
Allow me to recap what adrenaline and pain medication did not steal from my memory of this entire experience. I hope it will be as therapeutic for me as it will be entertaining for you….