Knowing that I should have been at work I was convinced by a good friend of mine that I deserved some much needed R & R by spending the day out on the dirtbikes. "The parade of homes will be just fine without you for the day" he says. This is the aftermath of that decision. 12 weeks on crutches to heal a shatered tibia plateau and a reattached ACL. Hence the creation of this site as day time telivision really blows. Updates from me, Nate, will more than likley involve reports, if any, on my leg's progress. Today marks the 4 week mark from my surgery. I'm up and around on the crutch's which is turning out to be more torture than the broken leg. Crutch's are the devil! My legs are becoming oddly tiny from lack of use and my back, arms and shoulders are getting crazy huge from over use. I think I might look pretty good again with my shirt off if only I could stop the crying while being curled up in a ball on the couch because of all the cramping in muscles that haven't been used for more than 15 years.
