WARNING: Graphic Images

I have not been able to get in the pool this week due to my doctor’s visit on Tuesday. In an attempt to clean up my leg, the doc ripped open my scab and put a 4×3 inch bandage over the soft skin. Later in the evening my home was flooded with an abundance of cursing and whimpering as I pulled off a pound of flesh and way too much leg hair.

As I am not able to swim until it closes up again you may notice an increase in the amount of blog entries. The less active I am physically, the more writing ideas I hope to work on. I expect to be back in the pool Monday to make up for this week off. I can only imagine what the water aerobics ladies have been talking about without me around this week.

In the meantime, please enjoy the following entry.

Since most of us are visual learners I have collected some photographs that tell the story of my left leg. Every time I run into someone I have not seen in a while the one topic they want to know about is the one topic I do not want to discuss…my leg. I decided that sharing pictures of the progress I have made in the last nine months may be more effective than talking about it.

Some of the following photographs are very graphic, so please be advised: this blog may not be suitable for everyone.

These are my everyday, standard, two good legs.  This photo was taken before the accident.

Yes, my legs were that thin in real life and my kicks were stylin’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After being hit by a truck while riding my motorcycle, I sustained a compound Tibial fracture (bone goes through the skin and appears outside) as well as a second fracture closer towards my ankle.  Please note the chunk of tibia bone on the ground, that needed to be replaced.  My fibula was also fractured in two places (not shown).

My leg is not stronger than a Toyota bumper, although my head may be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I woke up in the hospital bed I had six-inch steel pins drilled into my shin to keep it aligned.

I did not have any six prong forks for this representation…and for that, I apologize.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Currently I have a molded plastic brace that runs from just below my knee to just above my ankle.  It is an adjustable brace that can be removed to let my skin breathe, but the brace is the only thing keeping my leg together, so it has to remain very tight.  Circulation of blood to my foot is very restricted, which causes my foot to swell up and turn all different colors the longer I do not have it elevated above my heart.

I thought I was too old for braces…I was wrong.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am still on crutches, but I have been putting weight on the braced leg in the hope that the weight and pressure will help the bones close that gap and heal completely (per the doctor’s orders).

This blog was done to lighten the mood I have been in since Tuesday. I experience such deep valleys of depression when I leave the doctor’s office, that I tend to remove myself from the real world. I know it is not healthy, but I have to deal with the disappointment on my own terms.  The day I get clearance to begin physical therapy will make all of these low points a distant memory.

I always go to the doctor’s appointment with high hopes that I will be able to see a dramatic improvement of my condition, but that has not been the case for the last six visits or so. The leg is healing…slowly…with no end in sight. It makes me look back at my earlier post when I was only two months into this lifestyle. If only I had known then…I would have paced myself better.

I feel good today, thanks to a few friends who listen well and allow me to be my old self around them. Even if by “around them” I mean via the internet and phone.

I hope the photos were not too disturbing to some of you. I understand it is not easy to see broken bones or blood.

Vincent Lorusso Written by:

A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives. - Jackie Robinson

8 Comments

  1. jes
    February 17, 2012
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    I was very entertained by this short story. I absolutely love the pictures. It totally brought life to the story.
    Vinny..I am truly sorry you are going through this trying time and wish I could help make it better for you.
    If you every need a pick me up..let me know and I’ll try to make you laugh..or you could baby sit…lol
    Take care cause I care! :) :)

    • February 17, 2012
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      Thanks Jes. Soon enough I’ll be back at work making up for all this time away from doing what I love. You may have to start scheduling me for 12 hour shifts (and pay me for 8) just so I can make up for all this time off : )
      Now would be the best time if you need me to baby sit, Maddux can’t get too far away from me…yet. Although it looks like he stands up better than I do right now.

  2. Lynn
    February 18, 2012
    Reply

    So creative and adorable.

  3. Sammy
    February 18, 2012
    Reply

    Love it brother! Your creativity knows no bounds.

  4. Angelica T
    February 18, 2012
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    So creative… I feel lucky to have a friend like you. The contests that you are running are amazing, I think that I would like to participate in the next one, I just wish that I have the creative bug in me.

    • February 19, 2012
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      Thanks Angelica. Everyone is welcome to join any of our Photography 101 challenges, just email me at simpleman@cyngle.com and I will send you some information.
      Everybody has some form of a creative bug in them (unless you are feverish, than that is probably a flu bug). You just need to participate and see where your creativity takes you. We do these challenges to learn and have fun…that is why we don’t have prizes or call it a contest…who are we to judge?
      (I cleaned up your spelling for you…I got your back)

  5. elaine
    February 18, 2012
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    I am crying laughing here at those pictures, pure genius! What a great way to start a beautiful day, here’s to the laughter continuing.
    From sunny cork Ireland

    • February 19, 2012
      Reply

      Elaine. I appreciate the support and kind words…especially from one islander to another. I should tell you, just to make you feel extra special, you are my first…international commenter that is. Cheers!

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