Snow White and the Seven Dwarves

I had my clavicle repaired surgically yesterday.  I now have a titanium plate and  seven screws placed along my left clavice.  As if it weren't tough enough to get through airport security with a name like Mustafa Hassan, I now am smuggling hardware on my persons.  I have yet to see the wound, or the scar it will leave, but I have a strange sense of pride about it.  I believe that scars are a reminder and a story of where we've been, and this ones a pretty good story, I think.

Anyhow...It is a relief to think that I will finally be able to move on from this injury.  I am looking forward to an unrestricted life and not having any excuses to not go surfing anymore.  I think, that more than anything, I need to get back to my roots and find my center in the ocean once again.  It will be nice to get back on a bike as well.  I feel like I have a second chance at using my body for leisure - other than using it as a "carnival" for my amusement.

At the moment, I am feeling very sore.  Certain movements stretch the skin and the platysmus underneath and others I feel tugging on my pec. major muscles.  But again, I am hopeful that this will finally pass and I will be better than new.  I did have an allergic reaction to the antibiotics (cephalexin) which caused my hands and feet to swell and itch and made my eyes puffy, red and itchy as hell.  Dr. Macarthur simply told me to stop using the antibiotics; that after 24 hrs I should be fine anyhow. 

Moving Forward!