Day 6: Oops

HAHAHA... hilarious. So, I just woke up at 6:30am for the doctor's rounds. He asked how I was doing and generally checked the pain in my leg. While doing this, he noticed something odd; I had feeling in my lower leg, but not in my thigh. He asked the nurse what type of nerve block I had and she repeated something which I'm sure I would need at least 2 years more in school to understand.

The take home point however, is that the anaesthesiologist did the wrong part of my leg. Currently, my thigh is numb as a fucking block of ice and my ankle is fully alert. Initially, when I came out of surgery, they thought I simply didn't have a very good response to the nerve block... no no, they just did it wrong.

On the bright side, apparently everyone is a little disturbed by my pain tolerance after spending post surgery and last night with nothing but paracetamol in my system. I'm doing the Canadian name proud.

You can always tell my mood by the type of music I throw up here for the day. As such, I'm sure you'll see it fitting that I'm going to toss you some death metal today. All the way from Mississauga, ON, it's the Endorphins. These guys had an actual homepage, but apparently they broke up this year and shit's obviously not been kept up.

I'll keep this short and sweet. I get my cast changed to something lighter, I meet with the physio to get crutches, I listen to this song, and then I walk out the front door with my ass still hanging out the back of my hospital gown.



-Fuck the drug guy, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out.