c'est la vie

almost one week and a dozen vicodin later, i emerge from my proverbial pain cave. mind you, i am still hurting bigtime. i was trying to create a metaphor to justify my lack of posts. nevermind.

yesterday i saw an orthopedic, who i am not very fond of to be honest, and he put me in this figure 8 clavicle brace thing. said it is going to take 8 weeks to heal. and i am not allowed to take the brace off with the exception of showering. at least he said i wont need surgery. but 8 weeks is a very long time. ughhh. one thing that sucks about the brace is that i dont get sympathy like i got with the sling. not that i want sympathy necessarily, but human compassion always helps with morale when you are injured and diminishes the severity of the injury. i have been pretty surprised by some people i am pretty close to and their lack of compassion, but i guess true colors show sooner or later.

i made the wise decision after being holstered in my clavicle brace to walk from my apartment to the quad to meet with jakob and then we walked to calhouns for some half-off appetizers and a micro. both were delicious. we walked back to campus and parted ways. upon our departure, i started to hurt with a capital H. i almost had to stop walking and just sit down, which was probably what i should have done. but i was being stubborn and kept walking all the way up port hill. i don't think i have ever felt physical pain such as that in my entire life. outside of the actual break itself. very smart ryan.

the weekend was nice and painful at the same time. it was cool cheering on everybody and playing coach down in boone, nc. those lmc and app state kids can fly on those courses, ill tell you what. but everybody had a great time. outside of julie racing on her torn ligament shoulder and some other minor mishaps. we all had fun and enjoyed eachother's company.

i arrived back at my apartment sunday afternoon to a queer odor. i couldnt put my finger on it. but it definitely smelled a little funky. i just shrugged it off to the bike boxing for nationals that had occured at my apartment earlier in the day. but no, after hearing a slush when walking into my room, i looked down. i saw half of my room covered in water and half of our living room as well. apparently, while all of my apartment was gone over the weekend, the retarded girls living above us flooded their toilet. didnt do anything about it for more than 24 hours, and leaked down the walls into our apartment. i swear, how dumb are you people??? the vaccum cleaners came and vaccumed as much water as they could but currently we've got fans and dehumidifiers running in my room and the living room.

today i need to fill a couple prescriptions and also my mom and emily are making a surprise visit. on top of the classes that i probably wont go to, today will be pretty exhausting i can imagine.

thanks to everyone who has gotten in touch with me since wednesday to see how i am doing, it means a lot. and thanks again to my great friends and teammates who have been incredibly supportive over the past week. you guys are the best.