hey guys i'm back and do i have a story to tell
If I decide to hit Santa Cruz again I'll let ya know maybe I can bring you some Ice Cream or something
04-16-2003 | 04:28 PM
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saturday night i had some friends over. I had just finished a pint of rum then Tom and I went out on my deck to smoke a cigarette. we went outside, then talia locked the door on us and disappeared. we're like, ok, we'll just finish smoking and wait for her to come back. then it started raining. we saw the keys inside, so i say "ok i'll just hop down off the deck and come in thru downstairs then come up and let you back in." i've been climbing things for as long as i can remember, and half those memories are from clibing around on the deck at my paretns house. so this is nothing i haven't done before a million times, i think nothing of it. After speaking with my dad he concurs that it's something I would've done even if I was sober.
I climb over the top railing, get a good grip on the vertical rails, slide my hands down to the bottom of them, look behind me for where to land and what direction to roll and then i drop my feet. i'm about to push off when the rail my right hand is on breaks off the deck! I go "oh shit! well good thing i'm still holding on with my left hand!" i turn my head to look at the left railing, when my eyes meet it it too breaks away from the deck. i see tom get his "oh shit" face, i get my "oh shit" face and watch first the house, then the deck, then the tree pass by me as i fall backwards to the ground. land flat on my back, like an upsidedown bellyflop.
I find that the wind was knocked out of me. ok, expected after a fall like that, i'll start breathing in a couple secs. tom's shouting "are you ok, are you ok?" laughing in between breaths. i would be laughing too if i could breathe, i felt like wylie coyote. I smack the ground a couple times then put up a peace sign to let him know i'm alright and just have the wind knocked out of me. I try to situp, can't do that yet. i roll over. ok, i can move my arms and legs so it's just really painful.
I start to inhale, i make this horrible noise like a large dying animal. i wonder what the neighbors are thinking and laugh some more. i catch most of my breath and the first word out of my mouth is "OWWWWWWWWW." I stand up and stumble to my back door.
Tom and talia open the door and bring me in and lay me down on the bed. take my shoes off, take my shirt off and i'm lying on my stomach. they look at my back and don't see anything (i'm still exclaiming "OWWWWWWWWWWW") and they rub my back some. They say "are you ok, do you need to go to the hospital?" I say "nooooooo, it just hurrrrrrrrrrtgs BAAAAD OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW." tom goes and packs a bowl, puts it in my face and says "here josh smoke this." I refuse, then he says "ok we're taking you to the hospital." I laugh.
After a painful drunken drive to the hopital tom carries me into the ER and to a stretcher. I get an IV while tom does the paperwork. next thing they shoot me up with morphine. Tom and talia are next to me, I say "bye guys!" as my eyes roll to the back of my head and my face of agony turns to exctasy. The last thing I see is tom baring his arm for the nurse asking for a shot himself.
I had two compression fractures, one on #8 lumbar and one on #2. I had a morphine PCA 2mg/10min 30mg/hr limit for four days and now i'm on 10/500 hydrocodone/acetaminophen. vicodin is 5/500 so this is double strength. THe morphine was great, but i built up a pretty high tolerance by tuesday midday so they started to supplement with vicodin while i titrated off the morphine. I'm stuck at home for 10-14 days while it heals.
all in all a very exciting week
how are you kids doin?
I climb over the top railing, get a good grip on the vertical rails, slide my hands down to the bottom of them, look behind me for where to land and what direction to roll and then i drop my feet. i'm about to push off when the rail my right hand is on breaks off the deck! I go "oh shit! well good thing i'm still holding on with my left hand!" i turn my head to look at the left railing, when my eyes meet it it too breaks away from the deck. i see tom get his "oh shit" face, i get my "oh shit" face and watch first the house, then the deck, then the tree pass by me as i fall backwards to the ground. land flat on my back, like an upsidedown bellyflop.
I find that the wind was knocked out of me. ok, expected after a fall like that, i'll start breathing in a couple secs. tom's shouting "are you ok, are you ok?" laughing in between breaths. i would be laughing too if i could breathe, i felt like wylie coyote. I smack the ground a couple times then put up a peace sign to let him know i'm alright and just have the wind knocked out of me. I try to situp, can't do that yet. i roll over. ok, i can move my arms and legs so it's just really painful.
I start to inhale, i make this horrible noise like a large dying animal. i wonder what the neighbors are thinking and laugh some more. i catch most of my breath and the first word out of my mouth is "OWWWWWWWWW." I stand up and stumble to my back door.
Tom and talia open the door and bring me in and lay me down on the bed. take my shoes off, take my shirt off and i'm lying on my stomach. they look at my back and don't see anything (i'm still exclaiming "OWWWWWWWWWWW") and they rub my back some. They say "are you ok, do you need to go to the hospital?" I say "nooooooo, it just hurrrrrrrrrrtgs BAAAAD OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW." tom goes and packs a bowl, puts it in my face and says "here josh smoke this." I refuse, then he says "ok we're taking you to the hospital." I laugh.
After a painful drunken drive to the hopital tom carries me into the ER and to a stretcher. I get an IV while tom does the paperwork. next thing they shoot me up with morphine. Tom and talia are next to me, I say "bye guys!" as my eyes roll to the back of my head and my face of agony turns to exctasy. The last thing I see is tom baring his arm for the nurse asking for a shot himself.
I had two compression fractures, one on #8 lumbar and one on #2. I had a morphine PCA 2mg/10min 30mg/hr limit for four days and now i'm on 10/500 hydrocodone/acetaminophen. vicodin is 5/500 so this is double strength. THe morphine was great, but i built up a pretty high tolerance by tuesday midday so they started to supplement with vicodin while i titrated off the morphine. I'm stuck at home for 10-14 days while it heals.
all in all a very exciting week
how are you kids doin?
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