happy freaken new year.
So, 2 weeks ago I fell on my ass at K&S place imitating a guy who we met at Barrymore's the last time that we were there... the dude basicly walked up to another frined of ours and started humping her leg..verry sexy.
So when i fell over I laughed my ass off.. because really it was funny. i was up one moment and down the next. We went out anyway and got home at 2 a.m or so.
the next morning I wake up, i can't move my knee and it's 3 times the size it normally is.
So i go to the urgent care clinic and after an hour and a half, which really isn't bad, they tell me that I tore the cartalidge in my knee...it hurts as bad as it sounds.
So they give me a note putting me on limited duties, and the doc tells me not to bother wrapping it up or anything.
I go back last week, beause it's still sore, and I get another note and a script for some anti-inflamitory. I say thanks, and take advil instead. it worked. the knee isn't so big now.
Yesterday, I go back to the Urgent Care clinic and the doc that I see after being there for maybe a half hour, tells me that I should have been on crutches for the past couple of weeks and that I may have to have surgery! WTF! it's insane.
There is no way in hell that I have time to have fucking sugery these days. it's bad enough that I have to get my wisdom teeth taken out and that puts me in bed for a few days, but knee surgery?!?! I'm pretty sure that would fuck up my whole semester and I would be behind. I should ask Aun about that next time I see him on campus.. I can't remember if his injury got in the way of school.. i'm sure it must have.
Anyway! so that really sucks. and all my ITV profs thought that it would be fun to have all their exams on weekends, Saturday in particular.. so that's 5 shifts that i'll have to take off.. a third of my income for the months of Feb and March. grumble.
2006 isn't looking so good at the moment.
So when i fell over I laughed my ass off.. because really it was funny. i was up one moment and down the next. We went out anyway and got home at 2 a.m or so.
the next morning I wake up, i can't move my knee and it's 3 times the size it normally is.
So i go to the urgent care clinic and after an hour and a half, which really isn't bad, they tell me that I tore the cartalidge in my knee...it hurts as bad as it sounds.
So they give me a note putting me on limited duties, and the doc tells me not to bother wrapping it up or anything.
I go back last week, beause it's still sore, and I get another note and a script for some anti-inflamitory. I say thanks, and take advil instead. it worked. the knee isn't so big now.
Yesterday, I go back to the Urgent Care clinic and the doc that I see after being there for maybe a half hour, tells me that I should have been on crutches for the past couple of weeks and that I may have to have surgery! WTF! it's insane.
There is no way in hell that I have time to have fucking sugery these days. it's bad enough that I have to get my wisdom teeth taken out and that puts me in bed for a few days, but knee surgery?!?! I'm pretty sure that would fuck up my whole semester and I would be behind. I should ask Aun about that next time I see him on campus.. I can't remember if his injury got in the way of school.. i'm sure it must have.
Anyway! so that really sucks. and all my ITV profs thought that it would be fun to have all their exams on weekends, Saturday in particular.. so that's 5 shifts that i'll have to take off.. a third of my income for the months of Feb and March. grumble.
2006 isn't looking so good at the moment.