I went to Seattle this past weekend to visit my siblings; it was definitely all I expected. We went to Pike Place Market on Saturday — I bought two posters from Golden Collectables. I still haven’t figured ouut how to get them to stay on my walls. I may be the only person that can’t get stuff to stay up; it’s highly infuriating, especially when one of the posters is a black and white screenshot of Johnny Depp in the bath. (I bet you know what’s going over my bed. A-hah.)
However, on Sunday morning as I was walking down the stairs to leave the apartment house and head off to the train station, I tripped. I missed the last step and curled up on the bottom to scream. I’m now on prescription-strength Ibuprofen, 600 mg of it. It may not seem like a lot to some people, but it’s a lot for me. And I’m pretty sure I’m the only person who gets happy on Ibuprofen. The RN that saw me didn’t tell me if it was fractured ofr if it was inflammation, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to go get it X-rayed today so that I can finally know for sure if it’s just a sprain in the area of my tarcels or a fracture.
I missed my classes yesterday because I was in so much pain, my foot combined with cramps. And then I slept on a couch with three other people last night in another dorm (I may note thatit was actually two couches pushed together) and did it in an odd position, so now my shoulders hate me. They hate me vociferously, you might say.
Let me tell you something. If you’re a college student, try to not be a klutz or a sickness magnet. It doesn’t help with the studying/work thing we have going on.
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