The boyfriend got hurt at the NYSC gym at Atlas Mall on Saturday ): He just got surgery to fix it Monday night. It’s been a long, long weekend. I don’t think I’ve worked this hard at trying to keep someone comfortable and happy around the clock in my life.
He’s currently asleep and should be doped up on meds.The surgeons were nice, but the people that work on the main ER floor at the hospital his gym buddies took him too deserve a medal for being the ****tiest team ever. One of the nurses, before even taking an x-ray to see if the bone was intact, said they were going to put him in a splint and said him home.
I’m no doctor, but that at least needed stiches. Turns out he needed surgery to get rid of the exposed bone and fix him up to look as normal as possible.
His surgeon was kind of good looking, after you get passed the whole ‘why am I still waiting on his surgery, it’s been 3 days now’ thing. None of the nurses were goodlooking.
He got upset at me for not picking up Rachet and Clank HD Collection for him. **** it, my feet were tired and no way was I going to slip them back into my Pumas for the midnight edition. I would’ve if it were for some pre-order perks, but the remakes are mad cheap. Don’t give you anything.
School starts tomorrow. I’m a little excited. The first classes I’ll be taken that directly deal with my future career choice. I can’t wait. Hopefully the professors aren’t *******s.
