I’ve been watching a lot of tv. Soon I’ll have movie reviews for the majority of movies that I’ve watched in the past couple weeks. Be prepared to read my thoughts on great movies such as Revenge of the Nerds and Revenge of the Nerds 2. For now, here’s the worst things to watch:

1. Documentaries about surgical mishaps – This mainly comes from MSNBC. Usually this kind of shit just really annoys me because it seems like they are destroying a doctor’s life because some super-risky procedure didn’t work and the victim’s family just happens to have enough money to sue everyone in sight. Now they just make more more paranoid, so I have thoughts like “what if my leg hurts so bad because someone dropped a Junior Mint in it?”
2. Addiction documentaries featuring people who were so addicted to percocet that they have to take methodone to get clean.
3. Soccer – for obvious reasons.
4. Las Vegas (the tv show) – I’m going to have to pass on the blogger event in Vegas next weekend. I think it would be a little wrong of me to miss 2 weeks of work and then go on vacation the week I get back. Plus I probably wouldn’t be much fun because once I sit down somewhere, I’m not moving again.
5. Anything on WGN – What the fuck happened to WGN? It used to be a relatively decent network that showed generic re-runs, like USA and TBS. Now all they have is America’s Funniest Home Videos and America’s Funniest Pets. These are easily the worst two shows on television. I have no idea who is keeping these shows on the air. Who thinks it is a good idea to send in their video? How much longer will it be funny to watch a dad get hit in the crotch by his child? WGN should really just go for the gold and pick up Kids Say the Darndest Things and complete the annoying TV trifecta.

Finally, the pictures are here. Of course they don’t give you raw images. Instead I have a cd with an application that I don’t really understand how to use. Here’s the first couple that appear to show the torn acl.

After six days, I left the apartment for the first time today, only to go to the doctor to make sure I don’t have a blood clot. That is good news by the way, though it still sucks that I haven’t had a decrease in pain over the past week. I am doing a better job of keeping on pill schedule, which is somewhat helping with the pain. Here’s some pictures I took over the past week:

Grotesque (yet blurry) pictures after the jump.
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Well, it fucking hurt. No lie, ACL surgery is no fun. My ACL and meniscus were both torn. There is a chance that something weird on the outside was also torn, but I didn’t get final confirmation after the surgery. When you wake up from the surgery you are supposed to have a nerve block to keep the knee from hurting for the first 24 hours. Mine didn’t work at all, so I have been in excruciating pain for the past 48 hours.

The surgery recovery nurses were total bitches. They were upset that I was complaining about the nerve block not working (which it didn’t). After giving me 50 mg of Demerol, they informed me that I wouldn’t be able to go down to recovery until I said I didn’t have pain anymore and that I couldn’t get any more pain medication until I went downstairs. I attempted to explain the hole in logic here, but it wasn’t going anywhere.

I finally talked my way down to recovery, where they gave me a couple Vicodin. The Vicodin also didn’t help. But I was tired and I wanted to get the hell out of there. But they wouldn’t let me leave because my blood pressure was too high, but my blood pressure was so high because it all hurt so fucking bad.

Everyone that I talked to about the surgery didn’t mention the part where there is a good chance that the people that give you a ride home will see you (at least somewhat) naked. That is really information I wish I would have known beforehand.

Sarah and CC brought me home, which was awesome and I wouldn’t have been able to make it here without them. The first night was definitely the worst pain-wise, and I needed all the help I could get. As an added bonus, they bought me a bunch of food so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything for the next few days. I would not have made it without their help.

So now it has been 48 hours since the surgery. I am about to take the brace off for the first time and see what the stitches look like, hopefully this will ease some of the tension on the knee.

The only real update is that the surgery is definitely happening tomorrow. I stopped eating solid food at 9pm today, and stopped taking in liquids at midnight. The surgery is scheduled for 1pm, I should be out by 4pm. Which means I’m home by 5pm or so. Add it up kids; I’m going to be starving.

I still haven’t gotten back the results from my MRI, but the doctor has them. We’re going to go over them tomorrow at 10am and then I guess I’ll go directly from there to the hospital to get prepped for surgery. I’m oddly anxious about it. Don’t know why, I know a million people who have had this surgery (some of them multiple times) but I still can’t help but be nervous.

I really hope there is an option to get a recorded copy of the surgery. I’d be really excited to see what the inside of my knee looks like. Call me curious. I did pay $30 to get a cd with all of the MRI images and I’ll hopefully be getting that in a couple days. There was no option to get the ultrasound of my heart. That shit looked pretty cool though, believe me.

I’m anxious like it’s the first day of school tomorrow or something. I need to get to sleep.

My evening went something like this:

No final confirmation yet, but the shooting pain in my knee makes me 90% certain that I tore my ACL. More after the percoset wears off.

Last week I made my triumphant return to soccer. I’ve been itching to play for a long time now. For those of you keeping score, I tore my groin on July 17th. So it has been three and a half months since I had even touched a soccer ball.

Aside from being exhausted 10 minutes into the game, it went well. We had an adequate number of subs, which is key for me at this point. And though the team we played against was good, they didn’t have any subs at all.

We won 8-7 (if you would have seen some of the players on our team you would have been surprised that we even won). I scored three goals, including one from just past midfield (these are really small fields) and one around the hook, off the keeper and in. It felt good. I remember why I love this game so much.