Stress Fracture
Dec. 22nd, 2003 12:40 pmI did break my leg after all. It's just a tiny little stress fracture, barely even visible. The nurse looked at my X-rays and didn't even see it. But then the doctor got out my last set of X-rays, and there's a little white line which wasn't there before, which indicates healing bone. So I feel a little less of a wimp for feeling so rotten and miserable after walking on a broken leg for five blocks. (Memo: don't do that again.)
Right now my leg feels fine, but Dr. Gunther said to take it easy for a while longer, so I won't be going into work or seeing Return of the King for another two weeks.
Right now my leg feels fine, but Dr. Gunther said to take it easy for a while longer, so I won't be going into work or seeing Return of the King for another two weeks.
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Date: 2003-12-22 05:19 pm (UTC)Shall we start a "No, we haven't seen the Return of the bloody King yet!" club? :)
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Date: 2003-12-23 03:13 am (UTC)"How much did it hurt?"
"Well, I spent most of my time lying in bed feeling miserable."
"And how did you handle it?"
"Well, I spent most of my time lying in bed feeling miserable."
"I see. Well, among the group of people who felt like spending most of their time lying in bed feeling miserable, your reaction puts you at exactly the 50th percentile."
No, I think you only get to claim impressive pain resistance when you do things like dig bullets out of your leg with a pocket knife and a bottle of iodine while fleeing through the jungle from Japanese soldiers during World War II. (Currently reading The Jungle is Neutral by F. Spencer Abraham. Puts my problems in perspective. Right now, out of all the British soldiers he started the war with, fighting behind enemy lines in Malaysia, he's the only one who isn't dead (from bullet wounds, tropical disease, or both) or captured.)
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Date: 2003-12-23 05:11 pm (UTC)no subject
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