Ten minutes after I stepped on the beach, I was in the hospital with sand in between my toes asking (at the very least) for some Advil. If you haven’t broken a bone and have wondered what it was like, I will tell you. Being at a hospital was mostly waiting, probably 70% of my hospital time was waiting. After you wait, you go and get some x-rays, and keep in mind my leg still hurt (a lot). So after a lot of waiting I got an IV and they gave me the good pain relievers. Now I kinda wonder why they didn’t just give me the goods in the first place. Anyway, when you get “The goods” you go limp for a good 30-70 seconds. Now this is the part that could go differently depending on which hospital you are at.

I was just at the Cape Cod Hospital in Hyannis, and they thought I might have needed surgery. So they told me to go to Boston Children’s Hospital. I was not crazy about this idea because this would be over an hour drive on a somewhat bumpy highway with a broken leg in a temporary cast. Even still if this doesn’t sound worry-some I’ll get into the deep details of the state my leg was actually in. Part of my tibia was cracked and it looked like a spike* (in the x-ray*), and my shin was also bumped off a little bit, and that hurts.

I went to Boston Children’s Hospital, I got a room and I got all settled in, then I waited. At about 10:30 they brought me into the operating room, after that I watched animal planet. The show that was on, was a show about building a swimming pool. Unfortunately, I didn’t see the whole show because at around 11:30, the doctors put me under and reset my leg. During this procedure I had no clue what was going on. I kept on drifting from seeing a blurry room to a lot of flashing red lights. I also heard laughing and joking throughout them resetting my leg. I’m pretty sure the type of drugs they gave me, made me as high as a kite. When I woke up and I started to look around, and then I saw it. A cast up to my thigh. Naturally my first thought was that I wouldn’t be able to move my knee for three weeks. Then I realized that I wouldn’t be using my leg for a number of weeks, which means my leg muscles wouldn’t be used for a long time. That would cause it to shrink, then one of my legs would be tiny, and the other would be massive. All in all, if you break a bone you are in for an eventful day.