It's all about the numbers

As I was showering today I asked myself the gross question of how many times I have actually showered.  Sadly the number was not as many days as it has been since I had my ACL surgery.  Some wise men said two things to me.  1.  Numbers are no more nefarious than words  2.  Numbers aren't everything, but they are something.  I thought I would take how many days I have been laid up in this magic carpet of a bed (10 Days on the 24 hour clock) and give some other stats.  

• Number of times I have showered ::  4 (It takes a long time)
  
• Number of stitches in my knee ::  8 ( I think...)
  
• Number of staples  ::  5 (So I know have a full set)
  
• Hours my CPM machine has been running  ::  120
  
• Times I have been out of the house  ::  8
  
• Pills I have taken  ::  43
• Times I have pathetically fallen with my crutches  ::  2
  
• Times someone has seen me fall  ::  0 (yet..)
  
• Times Jackson has asked to go to a fountain  ::  435  (read my blog two days ago)
  
• Days I have seen 2:37 AM on the clock ::  8
  
• Days till I can drive again ::  11 
  
• Days till I am off my crutches  ::  18
  
• Amount I have made off of the left-over pills  ::  Let's just say Jackson and Bella will be going to private school.
• People that have called me "Gimp"  ::  137
  
• People that have called me "Pastor Gimp"  ::  1  (Myself, responding to the 137 people who called me gimp..."That's Pastor Gimp to you")
  
• Times I dozed off with the remote in my hand like an 87 yr old  ::  5
  
• Times I have said, "I'm sorry could you say that again" due to medication  ::  12

This is going down as quite a time to be shaped and influenced.  Hope I am fully formed by the end of this ordeal or else the numbers will come back...

As you were.