Sunday, October 25, 2009

Injured

It's been a while since anything has been "put down on paper." A lot has happened, but overall it's nothing extremely interesting or worth commenting on. Well, that may not be true but honestly I don't feel like writing about it.

Got my knee worked over pretty well in the intramural game. Tried to get in between two defenders on a corner and the ball came in, legs got tangled, got hit by both in different directions and felt my knee pop inwards. Incredibly sharp, sudden pain sent me to the ground like I got shot. So I shot to the turf immediately grabbing my leg/knee and making sure it wasnt bent wrong. Play continued for a few seconds before Jimmy asked if I was okay. An emphatic "NO" and waving of my other hand got his attention and people helped me off the field so play could continue. I had already scored in the first half and I think we were up at the time. My friends were already helping out, Charles had ice for me before I knew what was going on really, and Lance happened to have a knee brace in his bag which I desperately needed.

The ice really helped numb the pain, but my leg just buckled and gave out on me a few times throughout the day/evening. Without that brace I would have been in rough shape. Grabbed Sushi and saw Where The Wild Things are with some good company, although I didn't really like the film. Visually stunning, but it didn't really do anything for me. Maybe it was the fact that my mind was elsewhere because I couldn't sit comfortably, but something about the movie didn't click with me. The sushi was great, the gyoza (pot stickers) pretty good. I love pot stickers, and these were not bad but San Francisco has some great places to grab food so I am fortunate enough to be picky.

Got up Sunday and walked/took the bus to St. Mary's ER. Waited, iced, finally got admitted. Had x-rays, the technician asked if they gave me pain med, which I hadn't. I did when they were done taking the x-rays. I couldn't and still can't unbend my knee or bend it all the way without a LOT of pain. The nurse was not a very kind person overall and she snapped at me when I asked if there was something they could give me. Apparently not unless some doctor had seen me or some shit. Either way, I didn't care, I was only asking because it just so happened that some sort of painkiller would have helped me out significantly. Maybe she was having a rough day too or something but the coldness and insensitivity she sent my way did nothing to help my mood. Being alone in an ER bed with my ipod and my thoughts (which where nowhere pleasant) was a battle, and unfortunately Bob Marley's "Three Little Birds" was not a song I chose to listen to, because my thoughts got the better of me. I usually go with Bob Marley when I'm not feeling right, and for whatever reason I didn't throw that on. I was sitting there just thinking about what kind of damage might have been done to me leg, and focusing on soccer. I know knees are the worst thing to injure, and that soccer goes after your knees the hardest.

But I got a new nurse who was very warm and spoke to me for a while about my concerns and she also asked me if I had been given anything for pain, and got me a vicodin and another about 45 minutes later when it didn't do anything. She really helped get me into a more positive mood, and when the doctor told me she would go look at my x-rays then go over with me and next thing I know i'm being given crutches, a brace and a prescription. There was a piece of paper saying some of the stuff the doctor said, stuff like possible meniscus damage. I had the name of an orthopedic specialist and needed to set up an appointment with him for an MRI.

Called at 8ish this morning no answer left a message, called again after class around 3. Next Thursday is the day, 9:30 a.m. Got put on a cancellation list so maybe sooner, hopefully. Going to call my primary doctor out here and see if they can help me get in there faster because I really want to know what the hell the deal is. I don't know if this is serious or not, just how painful it is.

Feeling hopeful it's nothing too bad, just want to know for certain.