And by “it,” I mean completely wrecking my leg. I’d rather not go into the details of how it happened, so I’ll just say one word: Ice. For all intents and purposes, the thing is pretty thoroughly trashed, and it’s possible I may not even get to begin rehabbing the thing for at least three weeks, or up to four months– I need to double-check with the place tomorrow, but those were the initial numbers given.
So I’m stuck with this for awhile, and every day is pretty much a living nightmare, as the sensitivity in that leg, particularly around the knee, is through the roof, and if feels like it’s going to come apart if anything more than a stiff breeze touches it. Actually, scratch that, I think I’ve felt a stiff breeze or two which felt like close calls.
Mobility is pretty much negated, as are rest and relaxation for the most part. I’ve been awakened more than once to the sensation that something is wrong, but fortunately, false alarms– except the last time I dared to sleep without wearing my knee brace. I imagine this may also very well wreck my chances/ability to go to E3 this year, but I won’t know for a while yet. I can’t imagine it being a very good environment for crutches or the like. And I don’t really want to look forward to covering it from home, either.
I can’t even really turn my leg at any point without feeling like I’m going to pull something apart, and bending it is mostly out of the question, too. Some people may consider me lucky to be able to work at home and sit on my ass all day, but let me tell you, when you can barely adjust your position or get up and walk around, your ass hurts by the end of the day. I’m not joking there, either.
As far as I can tell, Otakon shouldn’t be quite as much of a problem, so long as I’m careful– I don’t tend to go to the really crowded stuff much, except the occasional table in the dealer’s room, so I imagine that may work out. Maybe with any luck, I’ll have begun to rehabilitate the knee enough that I can manage by then.
Fortunately, Red has been a tremendous help, but I hate her having to do so much. And I doubt it’s going to get any easier for awhile yet.
Sorry to bore anyone with this, but that’s what’s been happening with me. Figured maybe I should say something, as that’s kind of cut into my productivity as I adapt to the discomfort. Hopefully I’ll be writing some more stuff here soon. Better stuff, at that.