10 Best Kettlebell Exercises For Weight Loss

I wondered for quite some time after my accident why didn’t he answer me, or at least try to console me. Who knows, maybe it was his first day on the job and he was also freaking out. Anyway, back to the story.

The drive to the hospital seems like it takes forever. Because there are no available hospitals nearby, we had to drive all the way to the other side of town, which took a good twenty minutes. Twenty whole minutes on a bumpy road, and every bump firing up the nerves in my leg, causing me to clench my teeth and breathe heavily out of my nose. The paramedic reminded me to call someone, so I decided to call my parents. I took two deep breaths, and used a fake calm voice to inform them that I had a little accident and they probably should come to the hospital. When I arrive at the hospital I start to doze off as the pain is a bit more bearable. Maybe they have given me something for the pain, I don’t know. Everything is really fuzzy, as if I’m in a dream.

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Suddenly they take me in a room to clean my leg wound. I’m not sure but I think they are using some type of water hose, designed for these kinds of situations. The pressure of the water on the open wound brings me back into reality. This is probably the most uncomfortable sensation I have ever had. I start to groan again and the nurse tells me relax its just water. Yeah right, I thought to myself; easy for you to say, you didn’t snap your leg in two an hour ago. I am informed I have an open fracture and I’m going to be operated the moment a surgery room is available. After that, I dose off again.

I wake up in a surgery room and a surgeon with a very calm voice and a smile on his face starts talking to me. He asks me typical stuff like what’s my name, where did I grow up and other similar questions to calm me down. But suddenly, the seriousness of my injury overwhelms me with horrific thoughts. I begin to think what if I might not be able to run again? I loved mountain running, especially on the cold and crisp-air highlands west of Greece, where I grew up. The thought that I might not be able to do that again makes me panic. I tell him I want to run again and that he HAS to fix my leg. I grew up being an exercise-nut and having a healthy leg meant everything to me at that moment. I was 23 years old and I felt too young to become crippled. A sweet sense of drowsiness disrupts my stressful thoughts. The anesthesia has kicked in. I slowly fall asleep.

After what I was told was a 5 hour-long surgery I wake up vomiting. There’s a reason doctors don’t allow you to eat for a day before surgery I guess. It felt as if I was already puking for a while before I even came to my senses. The doctor was relieved that I woke up. You got us worrying there for a moment champ. They had some difficulty waking me up, I am told later.

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