Well, prepare for back story: my last trip to Iraq I rolled my ankle there was a small fracture but instead of leaving my Soldiers I just rapped it in duct tape and laced my boots up tight, well upon return to the states I noticed that when I ran my ankle would swell and get all shitty, and it was prone to roll really easy. I started seeing a Doc about it but because I kept going to Army schools I never got it looked at real in depth. Well in April I reported to recruiting duty (sucks) so I started seeing a doc again. Well they MRIed it and found out I had a severed ligament. So they sent me to Stanford Univ. and they cut me open, reconnected the one ligament, tightened another one and stitched up one that was ripped. They say I will be in a cast for 8 weeks and 1 year before I am fully recovered.
On the kid thing, I am fine with my kids, but other people raise there kids different, so my kids know what flies and what don't, other people have different rules so there kids think shit like jumping on the couch is cool. You know same shit that probably pissed off your parents.
Sorry to here about the pnemonia, hope you recover quick man. Make sure you air dry your lacy thongs so the don't stretch out
There are three rules I live my life by:
1. No matter where you are or what you are doing always look cool.
2. Don't be a pussy
3. When in doubt refer to rule number 1