Ass Garden is my name for this years grow cause I am doing most of it from my ass.
Update: Outpatient cutting on right leg today, now in hard cast on right leg. They will cut it off once a week to check on the surgery, but then right back in for about two months. When that is over, left leg gets some cutting and a hard cast for two months. Each time one is in a hard cast, other is in a soft cast. Plan is to get to a row, take off soft cast, and scoot around on my ass. Dont you worry there is punch line here.
New therapy - Seems the amputation did not get all the infected bone. When MRI n blood work back, will probably start daily trips to infusion lab for IV antibiotics. Not sure how long, but when done (I hope when done) I start hyperbolic therapy. This is where they shove me into a giant test tube looking thing and give me high pressure O2 that gets absorbed threw my skin.
Punch Line - Fuck the dumb shit. This is something to be happy about. All appointments are in the wee hours fo the morning. This will get me out of bed, coffee in my gut, and probably an energy drink every morning. I will be getting up, awake, and back to the garden when I would normally be lazy. This year's ass garden is gonna be the best grow I have ever pulled off. More so, I am going to show the world what a guy can do when the world shits on him. He takes that shit, ages it a bit, and uses it to grow the best damned peppers possible.
Can I get an Amen?
Update: Outpatient cutting on right leg today, now in hard cast on right leg. They will cut it off once a week to check on the surgery, but then right back in for about two months. When that is over, left leg gets some cutting and a hard cast for two months. Each time one is in a hard cast, other is in a soft cast. Plan is to get to a row, take off soft cast, and scoot around on my ass. Dont you worry there is punch line here.
New therapy - Seems the amputation did not get all the infected bone. When MRI n blood work back, will probably start daily trips to infusion lab for IV antibiotics. Not sure how long, but when done (I hope when done) I start hyperbolic therapy. This is where they shove me into a giant test tube looking thing and give me high pressure O2 that gets absorbed threw my skin.
Punch Line - Fuck the dumb shit. This is something to be happy about. All appointments are in the wee hours fo the morning. This will get me out of bed, coffee in my gut, and probably an energy drink every morning. I will be getting up, awake, and back to the garden when I would normally be lazy. This year's ass garden is gonna be the best grow I have ever pulled off. More so, I am going to show the world what a guy can do when the world shits on him. He takes that shit, ages it a bit, and uses it to grow the best damned peppers possible.
Can I get an Amen?
