Alright, first off, I want to apologize to everybody that had the unpleasentness of reading that last post of mine in the "oil for type IV" post, particularly Jake Raby.
I didn't mean to rip on you or anybody else. Not that it's an excuse but in my own defense, I found out yesterday that I'm not going to be able to return to work for quite some time. As some of you are aware I had surgery on my shoulder back in August, and after 6 weeks of healing up and expecting to go back to work, it didn't happen. The doc put me on restriction and my company's policy is, unless its a work comp case, they cannot accomodate me and allow me to perform light duty work. So basically, until I'm off restriction, I can't work.
I thought everything was going well until Sunday night when I started having terrible pain in my shoulder- almost as bad as it felt the day of my surgery- and bad enough that I ended up drinking half a bottle of rum (virgin, 'cause spiced rum sucks ) just to get to sleep. I thought if it was still bothering me on Monday I'd go to the emergency clinic, and I ended up going to get an anti-inflammatory shot and some pain pills.
Well, yesterday I had a follow up appointment with my surgeon after my first 4 weeks of physical therapy. I filled him in on the pain issue and he decided to get an X-ray done just to have a look. As fate would have it, one of the anchors he put into my shoulder bone has come loose. So basically, he has to go back in there, pull the anchor out, and insert a bigger one. Which means at least another 6 weeks of not working; which will probably turn into another 10 after I get started on physical therapy again.
I tried not to let it get to me but when you're a work-a-holic such as I am, 10 weeks just sitting around the house, waiting to heal up can be a real bitch. When you hear that it's likely going to be another 10 weeks after a second surgery, it's an even bigger bitch. And when you think about the fact that it's going to be at least another 10 weeks before you can start working on your teener resto again, and you're ready to tear someones head off... literally.
By the time I posted that message I was pretty well liquored up and pissed off about the whole situation. Trying to win a losing argument only added fuel to the fire and I blew up on the wrong people.
So if its worth anything to you guys, I'm sorry for doing that. I didn't mean it and I think you guys are the smartest bunch of teener enthusiasts on the world wide web. This one's for you...
...And Eric, I think that if I wasn't so angry at the time, I'd have gotten a huge laugh out of your jokes.
-Brian