Okay somehow certain people around me got it into their heads that they needed to put me in touch with reality in terms of the pain I'm still experiencing in my ankle, which is still healing from a very very very bad break. I say, "I'm looking forward to when it doesn't hurt all the time." RC (reality checker) say, "Oh that actually never happens. Thats something they don't tell you. It's going to hurt for the rest of your life. I broke my ankle almost exactly like you did about ten years ago. It still hurts." I say, "I'm looking forward to walking like a regular person again." RC says, " I was too, and then of course I got arthritis in it, so I'm limping again. With a bad break like that you definitely get arthritis." I say, "Wow, my ankle is kinda cranky today." RC says, "Get used to it. There are days when the weather changes like this where you're hardly going to be able to move, much less walk."
You know what. Fuck You. I don't know what all this is about, and you know some of these RCs are old cranky dudes with arthritis, and some are young women, and some of them are random people on the bus. By the way, if you ever have surgery or break anything, everyone around you becomes a fucking authority on the subject. PT, Bone Density, Surgery, Osteopathology. How they did too much PT. How they didn't go to PT enough. Whatever. I don't fucking care anymore. I'm sick of hearing about it. And about how I'm doomed to a life of pain. And how I'll never walk, run, dance, jump again.
Because as much as I try to eschew denial I have to say, I AM going to walk normally again. I AM going to be free of pain. I AM going to fucking play fucking badminton and fucking frisbee and fucking go dancing and fucking go running again. Fuck all you RCs. Right. Up. Your. Asses. Sho. Nuf.
Posted by jlp716 at August 24, 2004 05:36 PMAwwwww, shit!
Posted by: Mike at August 24, 2004 06:18 PMI hear you on the "everyone's an authority" thing because, um, I think I do it to you, too? But:
*P'shaw* on the life of pain/never dance again bullshit because [personal anecdote deleted once I recovered my sense of irony]. Reality is this and only this: anything you break won't ever function exactly as it did before, but there's a HUGE spectrum of functionality outside of "exactly as it did before" -- you'll probably fall somewhere between whasserface gymnast who tore her Achilles last year and is competing in Athens, and the old arthritic guys who break their ankles and complain for the next 30 years. Any prediction more specific than "somewhere in between" should be greeted with a hearty Fuck off! or a flying judo kick to the throat.
Posted by: molly at August 25, 2004 10:43 AMOh for goodness sake.
You know what? My knees hurt. All the time. For no reason at all. I didn't break anything. I didn't pull anything. I'm 32. I'm a big guy. So my knees hurt.
Many athletes are in pain pretty much all the time. They slam so much ibu they call it "vitamin I".
As people get older, things hurt.
So what?
Posted by: Joshua at August 25, 2004 12:57 PMMolly's never given me unsolicited advice. Only talked to me when I was worried about it. That's fine. That's NOT what I'm talking about. The upshot of this whole thing is really, that I have some of the coolest coolest coolest scars ever.
Posted by: JtotheP at August 26, 2004 11:03 AM