it's been almost 5 months since my crash, and almost 3 since the shoulder recontstruction surgery.
everything is healing up great. doc says there's a minimum of 6months post-op before i can go back to work. fine with me. i've got state disability and aflac paying the bills, and to be honest, i'm sittin' pretty.
i'm supposed to be going to physical therapy twice a week but...
my insurance was cancelled after i got laid off and i just got the paperwork for cobra. my physical therapist told me they'll give me a deal if i pay cash, so i went last tuesday. after moving my arm around in circles for an hour, she charged me $180. some deal. i told her there was no way i'm paying $360 a week for a gorgeous married woman to bend my arm for me when i can do it myself.
i looked online and found a site which gives the entire protocol and exercises for after care of shoulder surgery, so i can do it myself. i'll miss the benefit of having a hot chick to help me, but i can always pedal down to the local bar and ogle the bartender while lifting beers up to my face for "therapy."
one of the main things about physical therapy is they're forcing you to exercise, and the average joe with a desk job needs that added discipline so he won't just sit on the couch and watch shark week reruns and eat doritos all day.
that ain't my life at all. i've finally got back into the garage and am slowly working on some of the projects that were put on hold.
finished a bike today with the owner/friend and got him on the road, and i'm building a custom moped out of a 1977 tomos automatic two speed i picked up for cheap. gonna chop it up, rake it out, and make something stupidly cool out of it.
thinking about selling my colson cruiser. completely rebuilt it after the crash, and i rode it to the liquor store yesterday, and all i could think about is how much i hate this bike now.
there's nothing at all wrong with it, in fact, it's safer than it ever was, but after it tried to kill me i'm just not to fond of it anymore. i need to build something completely different. something i have faith in. i'm not afraid to ride, i just don't wanna ride that bike anymore. i think that's pretty commonin the two-wheeled world. build it, crash it, sell it, start over...
so, i'm off work till at least december. it's a beautiful california summer and i've got an awesome tan. all
everything is healing up great. doc says there's a minimum of 6months post-op before i can go back to work. fine with me. i've got state disability and aflac paying the bills, and to be honest, i'm sittin' pretty.
i'm supposed to be going to physical therapy twice a week but...
my insurance was cancelled after i got laid off and i just got the paperwork for cobra. my physical therapist told me they'll give me a deal if i pay cash, so i went last tuesday. after moving my arm around in circles for an hour, she charged me $180. some deal. i told her there was no way i'm paying $360 a week for a gorgeous married woman to bend my arm for me when i can do it myself.
i looked online and found a site which gives the entire protocol and exercises for after care of shoulder surgery, so i can do it myself. i'll miss the benefit of having a hot chick to help me, but i can always pedal down to the local bar and ogle the bartender while lifting beers up to my face for "therapy."
one of the main things about physical therapy is they're forcing you to exercise, and the average joe with a desk job needs that added discipline so he won't just sit on the couch and watch shark week reruns and eat doritos all day.
that ain't my life at all. i've finally got back into the garage and am slowly working on some of the projects that were put on hold.
finished a bike today with the owner/friend and got him on the road, and i'm building a custom moped out of a 1977 tomos automatic two speed i picked up for cheap. gonna chop it up, rake it out, and make something stupidly cool out of it.
thinking about selling my colson cruiser. completely rebuilt it after the crash, and i rode it to the liquor store yesterday, and all i could think about is how much i hate this bike now.
there's nothing at all wrong with it, in fact, it's safer than it ever was, but after it tried to kill me i'm just not to fond of it anymore. i need to build something completely different. something i have faith in. i'm not afraid to ride, i just don't wanna ride that bike anymore. i think that's pretty commonin the two-wheeled world. build it, crash it, sell it, start over...
so, i'm off work till at least december. it's a beautiful california summer and i've got an awesome tan. all