Friday, October 16, 2009
When you think something awkward is happening there are a few things you can do. Don't just yell AWWWKWARRRRRRDDDDDD! you need to do it the calc way. 1. you can say it backwards : DRAWKWA! or 2. you put fresh at the end... "hey that's awkward fresh" or 3. both backwards with fresh!!!
If you ever prove someone wrong because you are a fricken evil genious and you want to throw it in their face you yell TRUTH BOMB!
If you don't know what someone asked you but you want to act like you were listening reply with .. "what?? Rubbery Bacon??"
If you find yourself knowing the correct answer but don't know how you got it and someone asks you how you got it just say that pharoh called upon the gods of pythagoras to change it and in a twinkle of a ferris wheel the answer came to be.
Follow these rules and calculus rocks!
Right now everything is perfectly kipper. Why I use the word kipper so much lately I know not why. I get to play lacrosse games every Saturday and longboard when ever I have the free time. Every day something bad still happens but it never seems to bring me down. Life is good.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
We had to write a blues song in English... This was mine.
The Hatin’ Blues
Being hated is not a funny thing
It doesn’t really want to make you sing
To be hated by the right person ain’t so bad
At least I ain’t hated so bad by my dad
He was my best friend now he is more trouble than two
All he wants to do is throw me a piece of poo
I’ll tell you why he hates me so much in this little rhyme
He got with my girl so I broke up their “you’re mine”
Now he walks down the street alone as alone can be
It isn’t a wonder why he really hates me
Everyday he says he will commit suicide
He keeps on walking, guess he couldn’t find the time and lied
Cause he hates me… It’s his little rule
Yes he hates me… for stealing back my jewel
He hates me… Well life ain’t fair
I hope he don’t come at me with a folding chair!
When I am an old geezer I shall sit on my porch with a gun that squirts water and spray down the children and I shall act like I created the world and command people, and say they are wrong and I am right and I shall go to the movies when I am tired and make noise with my loud snoring and get my record marked and make up for the bordeom of my youth. I shall go to the mall and cause chaos in other peoples lives and sing annoying songs but maybe I ought to practice a little now? So that people who know me are not too shocked and surprised when sudddenly I am old, and startto speak my lost mind.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Well I'm getting into lacrosse. Got my pads for $20 bucks off of Aaron. Next on the to do list is get a stick. I guess I should call my uncle up to find out what he can help me with. He owns a lacrosse store in Colorado.
Well I'm signing off.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
For the first half of it my family was down in the southern part of the state and I was left home alone. It was pretty much awesome to be on my own schedule and have a quiet house for so long. Not to mention I didn't have to ask to use the car.
I loved hanging out with my friends. It was a ton of fun to just be out of my house and doing something that was really lots of fun.
I finally got back to work after my break from it because of surgery. Though it pretty much took all the energy out of me it was still lots of fun and means more money which I am really lacking.
I guess the only thing I missed this spring break was sleeping in. That's for squares.
I wish it wouldn't end on Monday.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
We got up to the resort and first thing I noticed was that while walking up the walkway I couldn't see anything because the snow was over my head (shut up all of you thinking "that's cause your so darn short"). Another thing I found out of the ordinary was that there wasn't just snow on the tops of branches but the snow completely ate the tree so it just looked like a white verion of thos termite columns they have in Africa. Well we got settled in and learned our way around and we jumped in the snow in swimsuits then jumped in the hot tub and did crazy stupid things like that.
Well that night it snowed like 2ft. That day I learned what real powder was and went on the steepest slope i've been on so far. It was a blast! One time we went went over to the Sasquatch Lift and found a nice giant (giant to me) cliff. Well Tyson was like "holy crap I have to hit that!" I thought he was joking but sure enough we went back up and he went off. A few runs later we go into the backcountry. Tyson stops me about half way down the slope and says that there is a cliff right below me. I see them go off of it and I surely didn't want to do it myself. I kinda find my own way down but after a few runs I finally go off of it.
One time we were skiing and I got seperated from my group. After skiing around and being confused as to where I was I finally found them going up the lift as I went down. Well they waited at the top of the lift and I finally made it up to them. When I got up we realized a nasty fog was rolling in. Well remember how I said the trees were completely white earlier? Well that combined with the snow and the fog being white made it so I couldn't see my own hand when I put it up to my goggles. Tyson yelled as he skied so I could follow his voice and it was ridiculously fun sowboarding blind. Every few hundred feet one of the yells would go something like this :" weeeeeeeeeeeee OW! weeeeeeeeeeeee OW!" because we kept running into trees and thins. haha good times.
On the Sunday we didn't snowboard. One reason because we wanted to keep the sabbath day holy. Second reason because the hot pockets we had that morning were bad and 8 of us, including me, got food poissioning. haha oh well I guess that happens.
One time we were determined to take the jumps in the park. The problem with these jumps was that there was no kick and the landing was too far away. After trying over and over Tyson finally made a perfect run of the four jumps. Problem was that on the fourth he overshot the landing by at least 30ft. He hit the ground and just laid there. We rushed to his aid and he just sat there singing. He was like "That was totally AWESOME!" He tried to get up but then fainted. He had a pretty bad concussion but after laying there for about thiry minutes we were back and good to go.
Another time we were skiing along all causal like when we found this little tunnel created by trees. Tyson zips through it nice. BJ zips through without harm. Me being the only snowboarder and not able to get down as much zip through it, get clothes lined and do a backflip into the powder. Tyson yells "You okay man!" I role over lean against a tree and yell "I'm OK!" we got it all on camera.
These are just a few of the fun moments we had in Targhee. I may write about other accounts I can remember later. All I can say is that that place ROCKS!
Well the time finally came to get my pins pulled out of my arm and my bump off. I got to the doctors and he told me that according to the X-ray, it was okay to pull the pins out. Well he took off the bandage and began twisting and yanking away at the pins. It was quite a strange experience. He didn't numb it or anything and yet most of them didn't hurt at all. Some came out nice. One came out so well I didn't know he pulled it. Some came out hard. The last one he pulled just wouldn't come out. This same pin was the only one of the seven that hurt, and it didn't just hurt it was extremely painful. When it wouldn't come out the doctor asked the nurse for pliers. AH! He was going to rip it out with pliers! Well the second he grabbed the pin with the pliers it sent a vibration through the pin into my bone. It was the STRANGEST feeling I ever had. Then after a few painful minutes of yanking and pulling it came out and I was done.
I was fit into a smaller bump and given the pins as a souvenir. On my way home my mom said it was hilarious to watch the doctors face as he pulled out my pins. She said: "He looked like a mad scientist, like he really loved ripping that pin out of you with pliers." It made me laugh and wish I had a picture.
The next day we called up Brandon Arrington at Farmington Physical Therapy to rehabilitate my arm. The guys one of the nicest guys (other than the fact that he likes to hurt me :)) i've ever met. He gave me a pully system and I began working on my arm. After a month of proggress that wasn't proggressing enough I was perscribed a Dynasplint. This is a machine that pulls my arm back, stretching it for 30 min. Not Fun.
I also got back to school after being absent for 4 1/2 weeks. I had all F's as you would imagine and had a lot to make up. All the teachers I found are very kind when you go through surgery. I worked hard and by the end of the term came out with a 3.8.
Well now I continue to go through therapy and am slowly proggressing. Hopefully I will be good enough to do some extreme things again this spring and summer. Moral of the story - 1. Just keep pushing 2. Know about a jump you hit before you hit it. 3. (For Trevor) Ski patrol doctors are idiots that don't know anything.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
The medication I was taking for the pain and the antibiotics and such unfortunately caused me to not have the greatest memory of this time. I will try to remember all I can.
From January 21st to mid February I sat in the same room in my house. I only left it four times in those four or five weeks, and each time I left it was a check up with the surgeon. This staying home was absolutely terrible. I had the big bulky bump on which kept me from showering, putting on a shirt and sleeping while laying down. The first week I was so out of it that I can't remember really anything more than just sitting on the couch. I remember that about half way through the day the house would heat up to where I could hardly bear it. After that first week I had more visitors. I had my regular group of friends come over every Friday and watch a movie with me. My mom also asked the high school and seminary if they could send a home-bound teacher. So every week I would have the seminary teacher Brother Sheffield come and read and chat about Acts in the Bible. Twice every week I would have the extremely strange Mr. Stevens come and give me homework from all my classes along with a chemistry lesson on Thermal Chemistry. Sleeping was hard because of pain and not being able to lay down. I didn't really have any energy through these weeks so I found myself being too tired to eat. This resulted in me losing weight and making me look quite sickly. I watched a lot of Monk and other movies I could find on television. I also read a lot. In fact I read the 36o page novel Fablehaven in a matter of a few hours on one Sunday.
This is pretty much how my life was for late January and early February.
Time to hear about the surgery.
I got to the surgical center the next morning. When we got there they put me in one of those gown things that look like my moms shower curtains. We were led into a room and I sat there listening to little kids screaming and talked to my parents. While I sat there I realized I wasn't even scared, but that I wanted the surgery to come sooner. The sooner it came and they put me out then the sooner I would feel no more pain! At least for a few hours. Well they came in and stuck an IV in me while the nurse complained to us about how much she hates put IV's in chillens. Then they walk me to the surgical room.
I sit down on the table and the anesthesiologist (I think that's how you spell it) looks at me and says: "This will make you a little dizzy."
He then injected me with something through the IV and I don't remember anything else. I guess I probably collapsed onto the surgical table.
Well next thing I remember is laying there and just seeing blackness. It was such a strange feeling. I couldn't move, see, hear or even think, but I could tell I was coming to. First thing that came back was my hearing. I just sat there listening to two people talking. Then I slowly got myself back together. I came now to the knowledge that i was in a bump. This bump would stay on me for over a month without taking it off once. The nurses helped me into the wheel chair. They sat me down for a few more minutes while we gathered my stuff and then got me into the car.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Well when Monday came around we went to a chiropractor at the tanner clinic in Layton. We got there and he says that the x-rays we took at the resort are not adequate enough to make a clear decision of what to do. We go into the x-ray room and they pull my arm up so they can take an x-ray up into the armpit. It was extremely painful as they moved my arm into position. The photo was developed and you could easily see the giant gash in my bone. It was ginormous!
The doctor turn to me and my dad and says: "this break really needs to be operated on as soon as possible. Unfortuately it is out of my qualification to do the operation."
He then refered us to a few other chiropractic surgeons.
After a little looking around we decide to go to Dr. Skedros of Utah Bone & Joint. I remember walking into the room sitting down and giving a disk with the x-rays on it to the doctor. They pop it in the computer and it attracts a crowd.
One of the nurses turns to me and says: "how are you not completely crying right now!?"
It was at this moment that the reality of how bad my arm was really hit me. Well the doctor came back to talk to us and told us that I would have to have the surgery done asap. He said that he would attempt to pinthe bones back together, and if that didn't work be would make an incision and put a plate in. He also explained that I would be in a contraption called a bump. Now what a bump is, he explains, is like a pillow that sits between your arm and your body. It's main function is too keep your arm elevated and steady. He then gave me the last bit of bad news.
He said: "because your arm is so fragile you are not allowed to go to school until it is healed enough."
This almost killed me. I had been sentenced to one month stuck immobile in my house during the snowboard season. I broke down on the spot and just couldn't take anymore.
Well I lay on the ground and the first thing I did was just accept the fact I broke my arm. This kept me from going into shock and helped keep my mind clear. I managed to pull out my phone and found my dad's number in the phone book. I called it about 15 times with no answer. Then came my two rescuers. Two twelve year old brothers came up to me. One stayed with me to make sure nothing worse happened and the other rode off to get ski patrol. The kid and i talked and I found the pain was down and not all that bad.. I probably have the icing of the snow to thank for that. Within about five minutes we had Kate from ski patrol down testing my arm for injuries. We found that the problem was towards my shoulder in the upper arm. Miraculously I didn't even get a bruise any where else on my body! We tried to move my arm but every time anyone touched it I wanted to scream. Kate called in a sled and it arrived shortly after. Through all this I just continue to lay in the snow and just casually talk about random things. I continued to attempt to call my dad and I finally got an answer. I had Kate talk to him and they decided to meet at the Gondola. It takes us about five to ten minutes to get me into the sled and in a sling. Then I got to experience something I've always wanted to do. Sled down the ski slope! I didn't let my arm ruin the experience and really enjoyed the ride down. Well we get to the gondola and my little five year old brother Beau just burst into a fit because his day of skiing was ruined. Sorry Beau! Anyways I get on the gondola and to the base medical center. After all the moving around my arm hurt worse than when it broke! It was almost unbearable. They finally got me some loratab to take the pain away and took some x-rays. I still remember that the people working there were extremely nice. While waiting for the first x-ray to come in the doctor just assumed it was dislocated. He came in and looks at me and says: "I am going to have to set your arm back into place. I'm not going to lie. It's going to hurt." I was like, Oh great. Well just as he sat down and grabbed my arm the nurse quickly ran in and yelled "Stop!" The x-ray had come back and it showed that my arm was fractured all the way through. The doctor looked at it and said there was a 90% chance I wouldn't need surgery. Well they put me in a sling and when the pain was bearable I was on my way home.
The week before the accident I had the pleasure of dealing with shin splints. They hurt pretty bad and worried me. Well i decided to go snowboarding on Saturday anyways because I absolutely love it! Unfortunately, I could not find a friend. I decided to take my other option and went with my dad and my little siblings. We get up early in the morning, and as usual I am a little; alright i will admit - I was extremely annoyed as usual, that we are running late. When we get there and are getting ready in the parking lot I almost decided to not wear my helmet. Well we get up to the mountain about 1030 - almost an hour later than planned - and I go off on my own. Well I get down the mountain nice and easy on the first run. By then I had my confidence brewing that my shins shouldn't hurt me too much, so I decide to hit the park. Big Mistake. I get to the top and those small 30ft jumps looked sooooo nice. So I took them. Well the first three were lined up really nice, but then came the fourth. The fourth.. and my final jump for the season.. wasn't quite lined up with the others. Another thing that would become a problem is that it wasn't just a jump, but was in fact a transfer. Well I quickly decide to hit it without thinking and I hit it 1. Too fast 2. At the wrong angle and 3. With too much confidence. Before I left the ground I could tell I wasn't going to make it. I went over the top of the jump thinking in my head. "Oh no!" It was then that I realized my momentum was throwing me in a spiral until I was upside down and aimed for landing on my neck! I thought: "Oh crap I am NOT going to land on my head!" at the very last second a role slamming my shoulder into the ground and rolling the rest of my body. I lay there and took a deep breath going over where I felt pain and doing a body check. Everything felt good to me! I might have a nasty bruise the next day but I definately was lucky. NOT! When I tried to stand up I put pressure on my left arm and it just snapped! I instantly fell and felt more pain towards the shoulder than I had ever felt. I very quickly and very painfully tore off my board and got out of the way of passing boarders. I lay down and waited for some help.