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Yesterday Elliott, Cori and I were discussing and damning our increasingly noticeable mortality.
Elliott's hips pop from many years of playing goalie in street hockey. His finger is "injured" but I don't think he elaborated on the specifics. He is also suffering from a cold, for which he was gobbling Advil Flu or something while we walked around the zoo all day.
New news to me, Cori informed me that he had been suffering headaches and horrible fatigue, and after being tested for Mono and West Nile Virus and coming up negative, received a CAT scan which revealed a BLOD CLOT IN A SINUS VEIN. These can be potentially life threatening; if they break loose they can float through your circulatory system and end up stuck in a lung, your heart, your brain...
...So Cori is on blood thinners, METHADONE for the headaches, and ADERALL to combat the fatigue. He says follow-up CAT scans have shown that the clot has either shrunken or is gone.
On top of this, he injured his rotator cuff lifting light weights at the gym.
Me, I was running, like I do every fucking day, in my girlfriend's neighborhood. When I got back to her house after my loop, I was bouncing and shadowboxing on her driveway and accidentally set my foot down on the edge of it which slopes into her yard and my ankle bent at an acute angle so that my heel touched the inside of my calf. Here is an illustration:
\/ "Yeeowch!"
The pain was pretty bad. I've been bitten by a poisonous snake, had my ribs broken (twice), my nose broken and herniated lumbar vertebrae and this hurt worse than all of those. I collapsed and held my leg for a couple minutes while my ankle swelled like a balloon and the pain spread up to my knee and hip joints. I wrestled after this and the lightning bolts of pain I felt every time my leg got touched confirmed: shit was fucked up.
So here I am with a torn/sprained/broken ankle...can't really put weight on it, hobbling around like a fucking invalid. On top of this, I spent the weekend in a blue sweater with a collared shirt underneath and black dress shoes. I'm slowly shuffling around the Adams Morgan zoo trying to hide my limp, dressed like I'm going to casual Friday at the office and leaning on things when we stop to look at the animals. Beside me my energetic, tiny, clear-skinned girlfriend's eyes sparkle with the vigor of youth over her rosy cheeks and white smile. People probably mistook me for her grandfather. At least when I go to the hospital after school on Monday they'll prescribe me painkillers I can sell to my sister's idiot friends.
Also: At the zoo we saw a gorilla throw up then eat its throw up. I understand how chimpanzees are our closest relatives; you wouldn't see a chimpanzee do that shit.
Elliott's hips pop from many years of playing goalie in street hockey. His finger is "injured" but I don't think he elaborated on the specifics. He is also suffering from a cold, for which he was gobbling Advil Flu or something while we walked around the zoo all day.
New news to me, Cori informed me that he had been suffering headaches and horrible fatigue, and after being tested for Mono and West Nile Virus and coming up negative, received a CAT scan which revealed a BLOD CLOT IN A SINUS VEIN. These can be potentially life threatening; if they break loose they can float through your circulatory system and end up stuck in a lung, your heart, your brain...
...So Cori is on blood thinners, METHADONE for the headaches, and ADERALL to combat the fatigue. He says follow-up CAT scans have shown that the clot has either shrunken or is gone.
On top of this, he injured his rotator cuff lifting light weights at the gym.
Me, I was running, like I do every fucking day, in my girlfriend's neighborhood. When I got back to her house after my loop, I was bouncing and shadowboxing on her driveway and accidentally set my foot down on the edge of it which slopes into her yard and my ankle bent at an acute angle so that my heel touched the inside of my calf. Here is an illustration:
\/ "Yeeowch!"
The pain was pretty bad. I've been bitten by a poisonous snake, had my ribs broken (twice), my nose broken and herniated lumbar vertebrae and this hurt worse than all of those. I collapsed and held my leg for a couple minutes while my ankle swelled like a balloon and the pain spread up to my knee and hip joints. I wrestled after this and the lightning bolts of pain I felt every time my leg got touched confirmed: shit was fucked up.
So here I am with a torn/sprained/broken ankle...can't really put weight on it, hobbling around like a fucking invalid. On top of this, I spent the weekend in a blue sweater with a collared shirt underneath and black dress shoes. I'm slowly shuffling around the Adams Morgan zoo trying to hide my limp, dressed like I'm going to casual Friday at the office and leaning on things when we stop to look at the animals. Beside me my energetic, tiny, clear-skinned girlfriend's eyes sparkle with the vigor of youth over her rosy cheeks and white smile. People probably mistook me for her grandfather. At least when I go to the hospital after school on Monday they'll prescribe me painkillers I can sell to my sister's idiot friends.
Also: At the zoo we saw a gorilla throw up then eat its throw up. I understand how chimpanzees are our closest relatives; you wouldn't see a chimpanzee do that shit.