Day 1

After sleeping through most of the night on Saturday, I woke up Sunday took my vicodin at 7 am and slept for a few more hours. I woke up to Mom and Dad walking through the door with Dunkin' Donuts Munchkins - yummy! I had a cup of coffee and some munchkins and decided I should finally wash the bay water off my body. This would be my first shower since the break, and I still wasn't used to standing up on just one leg. So 28 and 1/2 years later my mom is helping me shower by helping me into the shower and putting soap into my hand, etc. I survived, no falls in the shower and felt a little cleaner, but still all loopy on vicodin.

All packed up and ready to leave the cousins, Galen and I set out for his dad's house, where we were supposed to go wake boarding again. We arrive in Tappahanak at lunch time and I find my spot on the couch with the little Yorkies - Rocky and Macy Grace. Galen cooked up a very delicious tuna melt and I was set on the couch for a bit while he got the boat ready. Not quite sure what made me think a boat ride would be good the day after breaking my leg. I take another med and Galen helps me out to the boat, I'm all set, chilling in the back of the boat so the bumps won't be as noticeable. Galen's dad is trying to set up the battery so that we can start the boat, not enough juice, great, just took all my energy to get on the boat. I suck at crutches!

We all decide to wait for the battery to charge up and wait for Galen's brother (Alex) to get home so he can come too. I don't want to move off the boat, so I enjoy a nice cold beer just relaxing in the sun. Try 2, we're all set on the boat with cocktails, and the battery fails again. Maybe it's God's way of telling Galen he shouldn't wake board the day after I bust myself up. Either way, we enjoyed a delicious dinner of steak and ribs and got on the road to head home to Arlington. Night 2, was probably the toughest one, but I knew that the Dr would see me Monday morning to assess the damage.