girlunderglass

So today was way scary. I woke up and I was shaking so much because I was having terrible pain in my leg...I mean more pain then when I initially broke my ankle or when I had surgery to repair the breaks three weeks ago. I mean, I didn't even cry when I broke my ankle. I only cried about being embarrassed....and yelling at my parents because they can't be in the same room with each other for five seconds. So my mom called my surgeon right away and he wanted me to come in as soon as possible, so in pain I got ready and hobbled my way to the car. When I got there they took my cast off, and they said the swelling was minimal and then it was off to the x-ray machine. Much easier then the x-ray machine at the other office, because that one requires me having no cast on, no applying an pressure to my right ankle, and hoisting my self onto a platform from a sitting position into a standing position. Sucky as hell. But it turns out the X-Rays were fine, nothing was wrong. No explanation why I wanted to vomit because I was in so much pain.

But, I did get a date for my screw removal. I get the big giant screw holding everything together taken out July 29th. I was hoping it was going to come out July 15th in time for my birthday...but no such luck. 5 more weeks in a cast. Lame to the tenth power. No summer fun for me. Just gotta try and be positive, right?