Bad News

You've probably been wondering where I've been lately. Apparently, when I was in Erie for Campstravaganza, I reinjured my shoulder. I really wasn't even DOING anything, it just happened. I figured I would just have to do some minor physical therapy exercises to heal it, and that would be that.

Well, I went to the doctor, and it turns out that things inside my arm are completely messed up. In order to fix it so that I can use it to live the active lifestyle I'm accustomed to, I am going to have to undergo major surgery.

They are thinking that they are going to have to AMPUTATE my arm and do a bunch of major reconstructive surgery inside. Then they'll stitch me back up, and I will have to wait for it to heal.

Now, I'm a brave man. And a strong man. But I'm not going to lie. I'm scared to death. This is MAJOR surgery. There is a chance I might not even make it out alive. I've been pretty depressed the past couple of weeks, and haven't been able to bring myself to blog about this until now.

So, there you have it. I go under the knife this weekend. Please send good vibes. I HAVE to be okay. I have to.