well it has been a few days now since a took a little tumble out on the basketball court... and it went a little something like this...
so james [match buddy] and i were playin' our usual game of one-on-one... b-ballin' it up like the horribly heinnous hoopsters that we are. the game was a little past mid-way [i believe it was our 4th or 5th game to 13] when james drove the basket for a layup. he came from the baseline after he took the ball past the three point line from my missed shot [typical] from the top of the key. as he drove the baseline i somehow got it in my head that i was going to block this shot and as i launched myself [i should try to be cautious using a word like 'launch' to describe my leaping abilities... perhaps vaulted... no, maybe propelled... still not quite right... perhaps leaped... maybe jeted [as in grand jete]... there ya' go]... so as i quazi-gran-jeted up to block the shot little did i realize that james ideed decided to do a running layup and thus clipped me in mid air. i got a bit jossled around and could not catch myself and landed face and then body... according to james he saw my head 'bounce' off the floor. well, lucky for me i did not loose consciousness, did not break my nose, neck or face, did not loose any teeth... and lucky i was in the mood to donate a small puddle of blood the the 'gym floor is too dry' fund.
james got me a towel and we walked into to ed. funny enough the only way either of us had ever been there was through the back way from getting consults and stuff... so that's the way we went... just strolled through asking where exactly we were supposed to go if we were indeed patients.
well, it went all right and i got sewn up by a wonderful nurse practicioner. i asked james if he wanted to do it and i was going to let him... but i think that he was worried that he would mess up on someone that he knows... and i thought that if he didn't do the best job it would be a constant reminder for him for the next 6 years of what not to do...
anywho... the NP offered me some vicodin for the pain... and i believe i told him something along the lines of 'fu@$ no... then i won't be able to operate tomorrow!'. so after leaving james went on home... and worried that i might not be totally ok, wound up crashing on my couch for the night.
alas, i got some sleep and had a nice full day in the OR the next day... took a few of the stitches out today and will take the rest out tomorrow...
off to beddie-by and until next time... love y'all
-g
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