Here's a very quick summary to be followed up by a greatly detailed rambling about what happened, I need to get it down, people say, so I can get through the shrowds of both anxiety and depression I'm dealing with at the moment. If I didn't have
Life as I knew it ended on 30 January at about 4.40 pm. Crossing Dixon street, I fell down and broke very cleanly my right femur. Subsequentlym U ent to lr where I now reside in Arkansas Children's Hospital room 3289 in 3 orange wing, where all ortho patients go. I know many of the nurses alreadym that's one of the cool things about it.
I had one surgery which will be descibed later, and mu leg was plated and fixed. I've also been diagnosed with depression (situational) and post traumatic stress syndrome (situational as well). I will take medication for about a year I think for that, more later about that.
That's about the shortest I could give you, must go and get offline, then write another entry so as to be more precise, but wanted everyone to know what I was dealing with. I truly can't wait till I see Amber again, we're not only such great buds, but she helps me out and there's one good plus there, this thing has bought be closer to love than I have ever been, and that, is wonderful. More later.