Saturday, April 19, 2008

Broken ankles -- so hot right now!

Never a dull moment. I injured my ankle running last week; I thought it would get better, but it continued to swell and bruise until I finally gave in and spent a magical Friday evening in the urgent care ward at the hospital. My self-diagnosis going in was, "Uh, this might be a stress fracture, but I'm not sure"; after 2 hours in the hospital, I finally received the official diagnosis of, "Uh, this might be a stress fracture, but I'm not sure." In any case, I got to have an x-ray and see a picture of my own fibula, which was kind of exciting for me. (Isn't it kind of weird that there are bones inside of you?) Anyway, there's no obvious break in my ankle, but stress fractures can't really be seen without an (expensive) MRI, so we'll probably never know. For the next few weeks I have to wear this boot-like ankle brace, which will hopefully mend my ankle well enough that I'll be able to avoid the dreaded full-leg cast. Unfortunately, the brace makes me limp even more noticeably than before. I was even mocked by a group of junior high kids as I walked home from the hospital, which was so ludicrous that I actually laughed out loud when it happened. Why don't you just tie tin cans to my ankles and throw rocks at me already?

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

bus woe.

Man, I missed the bus again. Why must a 5:42 am bus run 5 minutes early? And why must it speed away as I run after it, yelling? And why did I even run after it, after all we've talked about? So this is what it's come to -- blogging at 6 am.

How are you this morning?