Tomorrow I am going under the knife. My right ankle has been fucked up since I sprained it in April of 2009. Yup, 2009! I slipped on a sandbag in Afghanistan and sprained it. I did my 3 hour guard duty and left the next day on a three day mission. When another Soldier and I could not get my boot back on because my ankle swelled up so big, I had to be MEDEVAC'ed. I did 5 days of physical therapy and a month or two of desk duty then spent 3 months walking the mountains of Afghanistan with a 90+pound pack on my back. So tomorrow I'm getting surgery. My friend, a girl I dated in Junior High will be here in a couple of hours to nurse me back to health! We haven't seen each other in over 20 years!
Wish me luck, please!
Wish me luck, please!