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I got a copy of Dr. C’s notes from my orthopedic appointment last week. He is recommending I get the screws in my leg removed prior to any return to active duty. He also doesn’t seem to think I will be able to return until July/August. Think I can prove him wrong?
Dr. C’s notes:
RADIOGRAPHS: The fracture is well healed with crossing trabeculae both superiorly and inferiorly. The screws are prominent from the lateral aspect of the femur for a distance of about 2 cm.
RECOMMENDATION: I suspect that he will want these removed, as they are currently symptomatic and likely to be symptomatic long term. We would probably do this sometime in March of 2007, which will be 1 year from the time of his surgery.
WORK STATUS: With respect to active duty in the Marines, I would suspect that this would not be possible until at least sometime in July or August of 2007, after he recovers sufficiently form the hardware removal.
Had my semi-monthly doctors appointment two days ago. Got some more x-rays, which looked excellent. The bone is almost completely healed, and the doctors said my strength is outstanding. So for now, I’m going to continue training on my own and not go back to the hospital until March (one year post-injury)!
Training is going well. I do weight training about 5 days a week, and cardio about 3-4. For now, cardio still consists of the stationary bike, but I’m trying to take things slow (and safe) and also build up my endurance before I start any impact training. I’ve been doing 20 minutes on the bike, while keeping my heat rate between 170-180. It feels awesome. Whenever I get tired I remind myself one of my favorite Marine Corps lines, “pain is weakness leaving the body.”
Not sure how old this is, but I thought it was cool enough to pass on.
My sister’s friend turned 30 yesterday and my sister wanted to go out and celebrate, and she asked me if I’d watch her kids. I showed up starving at 7:15PM, and parked behind my sister in the driveway. My sister knew I hadn’t eaten and had taken out some frozen lasagna to thaw. I put it in the microwave while my sister finished getting ready to leave. The microwave beeped and I took the lasagna out and sat behind it on the kitchen table, ready to feast.
“Michael, can you move your car, I need to leave, I’m late.”
I left my food on the table and went down to move my car. My sister pulled out and drove away, and I went back upstairs to eat my lasagna. I walked into the kitchen to find both cats eating my dinner. I gently removed them from the table and asked Cedric (4) if they were eating my lasagna.
“Yes. But they’re not supposed to.”
“Why didn’t you yell at them?” I asked.
Cedric just shrugged.
I was faced with a dilemma. Either throw out the lasagna and go hungry, or suck it up and eat it. It would be an awful waste to get rid of that much food, and I was starving, so I ate it.
I’m glad I did, it was delicious.