I can take a shower now.

Today the doctor removed my bandages and gave me some new ones.
Smaller ones.
Water resistant ones.
I can take a shower now.

A Story To Tell

The trick to finding ideas is to convince yourself that
Everyone and everything
has a story to tell.
I say trick but what I really mean is challenge, because it's a very hard thing to do. Our instincts as humans, after all, is to assume that most things are not interesting. We flip through the channels on the television and reject ten before we settle on one. We go to a bookstore and look at twenty novels before we pick the one we want. We filter and rank and judge. We have to. There's just so much out there. But if you want to be a writer, you have to fight that instinct everyday.

~Malcolm Gladwell, What The Dog Saw, and other adventures.

Back home

Just got back from the hospital.
Sugery went very well, I'm still quite groggy.

Plates And Screws Are Coming Soon

Jocey and I are heading down to Fresno to spend the night along with my parent's at my mom's Aunt and Uncle's house. Then I go into surgery bright and early, 6am, at the Fresno Surgical Hospital!

"American Gothic" or "Why He Wasn't Smiling"

The Xray was from the day of the crash, They took more Xrays yesterday, but I don't have those I'd be curious to see them, because this photo of my bruise is from today and it looks like the pieces of bone have changed angles.

Broken

I visited the orthopedic surgeon today.
They took at least twelve more X-Rays, bending my arm into painful positions to get a good view.

My hand is only badly sprained.
My scapula is fine, just badly bruised.
But, my colar bone is broken into multiple fragments.

On Monday I am scheduled for an hour and forty-five minute surgery to install a steel plate and screws to hold everything together.
Today, I did all the Pre-Op check up today, EKG, Blood Tests, etc.