Getting up in the morning is the worst. I have a hard time waking up because of the Vicodins I take to go to sleep at night. It takes quite an effort to get out of bed. I basically have to turn my body 90 degrees using my arms and heels of my feet to move my body around. Once I am perpendicular to the side of the bed, I slowly slide myself off the bed and put my good leg on the floor and grab the walker at the same time. It takes about two to three minutes to do it. The painful part is all the blood in my leg rushes to my calf and foot which hurts a bit for a while until I walk around a bit.
I usually go take a piss and then grab my pills and walk to the kitchen and eat breakfast. My wife is up and cooks breakfast and makes coffee. I drink a cup of coffee to wake up and then eat my breakfast. My leg isn't in too much pain today. I decide to not take my pain pills to see how I do. After breakfast I spend a few hours on the computer checking my e-mail and working on my blog. A few days earlier I had decided to create a blog of my ordeal called "Singletrack to Recovery". Singletrack means "a trail" in mountain biking terminology. Singletrack also means "a singular focus". The title conveys my focus on recovering so I can mountain bike again. I like it.
Writing the blog is theraputic and gives me something to do besides work. I have always liked to write. I plan to post a link to my blog on our club's forum so people can follow my recovery. I've been working on it steadily for the past two days. Writing and editing. Most of the entries have been postdated to approximate the days and times of the actual events as I did not have access to a computer until I came home on Saturday. I work on my blog until 2 p.m. I'm doing good without the Vicodin. I pop an Ibuprofen 600 mg for pain just in case. I start to get sleepy. I'm going to lay down for a while.
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