Irrelevant Ramblings

So due to the pain of my accident, I was given large amounts of morphine. To be honest at the scene of the accident I received a lot of morphine and it really didn’t help all that much, it did take some of the pain, but not as much as I though it would.

Anyway, as you may or may not know, Morphine is an opiate, which means it’s derived from Opium. So after being on a Morphine drip I.V. in the hospital for a week, there was a little bit of withdrawal symptoms. One of those symptoms are hallucinations, and man did I have my share. I thought I would tell you about one of them.

The most recurring one was of a little monkey. Now that may sound like nothing, but this cute little monkey was perched atop the shelf across from my bed and was constantly trying to kill me. What made this hallucination so interesting was the fact that he was trying to kill me by throwing little carrot throwing stars at me. I would constantly wake up and look around the room to see if I was dreaming or what? Over the course of the next couple of days I had many more other hallucinations, but it was the money that kept showing up. It didn’t matter what I was doing or who was visiting me, that monkey kept trying to get me. Awake or asleep, he was there.

He never did though.

So you’ve heard about my accident by now, but what you might not know are the
details. So here they are.

On Apr. 24th I was unloading a flatbed truck with a forklift. As lifted the pallet
off the truck and backed away, the back wheel of the forklift sunk into some soft
dirt. The forklift started to tilt to the left, and began to fall. I jumped from the
seat and tried to get out of the way, but didn’t make it. The roll cage of the
forklift landed on my right thigh breaking my femur. If the forklift would have
struck 3 inches higher I would probably be dead.

I wad pinned for about 2 minutes while a couple of guys hooked the loader on to the
forklift off of me. A couple of minutes later the ambulance, fire, and police showed
up. All told it took 30 min to get me out and into the ambulance. They called Simone
and she met me at the hospital.

The next bit is all a blur, but I was in the ER till 5PM. I went into surgery at around 7PM and back in my room by 11:30 that night. During the surgery the doctor put a metal rod into my leg and secured it with a screw on either end. This rod and screws will be with me for the rest of my life.

Friday was a better day. I had a morphine I.V. That I controlled, so when the pain
got to bad I could press a button and get some relief. Saturday I woke up in puddle
of blood. It was at this time that we found out that I had a puncture wound where
the bone poked through the skin. So they started a blood transfusion. I got 2 units
of blood and then went into surgery for a second time to close up that wound. I
then had 3 more units of blood after the surgery.

One week later I was home. While I was at home I started bleeding again. There were
many trips to the hospital that week. Things are getting better now, but there is
still pain.

Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts.
Here is a picture of my incision. This is where the put the rod into my leg.