Saturday, November 14, 2009

Misery II

At the risk of appearing dramatic, I have to say I might be in a spot of trouble here. After the reconstruction of my ACL the other day I find myself confined to the couch and in the care of two Labrador retrievers and my wife, who despite her being all you could ask for and more in a caregiver, has a bit of a mean streak in her. As documented on my Facebook page, just this morning I was promised a chocolate donut. Instead, what I got was a bag with a donut inside it that was UPSIDE DOWN and that when pulled out HAD NO CHOCOLATE ON IT because ALL the chocolate stuck to the inside of the bag. AND, she gave me a supposedly hot towel that was only lukewarm. It's only going to get worse folks. I'm fully expecting her to start referring to me as "dirty birdy" and burning my manuscripts. There ARE probably manuscripts around here somewhere. She took my phone away too, mumbling some nonsense about my not needing a cleaning service that worked in French maid's outfits. Really at this point I'm pretty much cut off from outside help except for this blog. The only thing keeping me from freaking out is the prospect of getting back on the bike(s). Luckily for me and according to the orthopedic man, biking is excellent physical therapy for ACL-meniscus rehab. I like the symmetry of that - it was biking that got me into this mess to begin with. A full account of that and San Fiasco 2002-2003 will have to wait for another post. I think that last Percocet is kicking in. For now, please to be enjoying this photo of me a few days before Christmas 2002 lying with shattered ankle on a portion of the San Felasco trail system with an EMT and buddies “caring” for me.


  1. Don't you want to mention how I selfishly refused to get up in the middle of the night and adjust the t-shirt that you had thrown over the black dog, so he didn't get cold? Or, how I would not get up and move your knee brace off the arm of the chair so the yellow dog could rest his head there?

    Sweetie - where do we store the sledgehammer again? There is something I need to do.

  2. Craig- One of these days we'll have to get together for some donuts and coffee. Nearly fell over laughing at that photo of you with Gus being his regular jackass self at San Felasco.
    Maggie (fellow glober and Hogtown native...)

  3. You sound like such a fun patient. I hope you make it to a full recovery, but if you don't, at least your wife can have fun with your bike ;)