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I look hilarious - in a beaten-wife sort of a way. If someone asked me what my life since the beginning of term has been like I would probably just look at my shoes, grumble and let a single tear run down my cheek. If 'reading week' is anything to go by, then I'm almost to the halfway point in this last semester. At the moment I'm trying to remember what it was like to have a body which doesn't cause me pain - I can't think back that far. In true accident-prone style last weekend I took a disc to the mouth during ultimate training and it knocked out a tooth (one of my fake imposter teeth, making up for my lack of outer incisors) but the knock wasn't clean and the cuts that the blow wrought on the inside of my mouth are yet to heal. Hence eating and talking are still a painful activities.
Keeping up the ultimate injuries yesterday a second disc came flying at my face, this time hitting a nerve near my left eye which caused a pretty substantial shiner. The swelling is slowly going down, but it's still boasting a full range of purples, blues and reds of various shades. There ain't no pain like a good face-ache. Most annoyingly my 'hunchback of notre dame'-look makes me feel gross - so my big plan to go out this weekend and get crunk got canned pretty quickly.
A more wise individual would take these ultimate frisbee related injuries to mean that maybe I should cut-down on the discs and give some more time to my dissertation - of which the first draft is due in on friday. Nice.
Sympathy please?
PS. And on the complaining don't even get me started on the medical-stuff for the US Peace Corps... that deserves a whole post in itself for that rant.
Superbowl tonight - go Patriots.
Keeping up the ultimate injuries yesterday a second disc came flying at my face, this time hitting a nerve near my left eye which caused a pretty substantial shiner. The swelling is slowly going down, but it's still boasting a full range of purples, blues and reds of various shades. There ain't no pain like a good face-ache. Most annoyingly my 'hunchback of notre dame'-look makes me feel gross - so my big plan to go out this weekend and get crunk got canned pretty quickly.
A more wise individual would take these ultimate frisbee related injuries to mean that maybe I should cut-down on the discs and give some more time to my dissertation - of which the first draft is due in on friday. Nice.
Sympathy please?
PS. And on the complaining don't even get me started on the medical-stuff for the US Peace Corps... that deserves a whole post in itself for that rant.
Superbowl tonight - go Patriots.