Wednesday, September 07, 2005
March of the Underpants Gnomes
I really need to get better titles going here...
I finally worked out my final timetable for the upcoming year. All in all, it's not terrible! Please see here for my timetable.
All in all, winter term mornings can suck my balls. oh well.
I finally worked out my final timetable for the upcoming year. All in all, it's not terrible! Please see here for my timetable.
All in all, winter term mornings can suck my balls. oh well.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Mobility Returning?
My ankle injury may not be as bad as it originally appeared to be. I have a funny feeling the bone chips in my ankle were from general wear and tear and not this specific injury. Also, I can feel the cast loosening from around my leg as the swelling subsides. Couple that with the fact that I can move my ankle in three directions so far. Tilting the foot forwards and back doesn't really hurt that much, but then again, I couldn't really do that in the first place. Supinating my foot and pronating it are another story. Pronation doesn't hurt to much right now, but I'm not really pushing it. Supination is still fairly painful to try, but I can at least get a little movement before the pain starts. In my mind, that's a happy state as I couldn't move it a little bit yesterday before it started to hurt like hell.
Out of all of this, I'm really wondering what the hell caused the ankle to swell as immediately as it did when the injury occured. I mean, I heard (and felt) the POP, looked down, and BOOM - tennis ball ankle. I suppose it was the instantaneous release of fluid to some subcutaneous region, but where the hell did the fluid come from? Did I herniate a ligament which allowed sinovial fluid to escape? Can a ligament be herniated? If I did, did it seal itself up again and begin to refill the joint? Did walking yesterday hurt so much because it was joing rubbing on joint when walking?
As you can see, many questions and no answers before I talk to a doctor in the near future. I think I might go down earlier than Sunday (when the doc told me to come down). In my mind, the injury isn't half as bad as it appeared to be yesterday on the X-ray.
If nothing else comes from this, my blog will never see such activity again!
Out of all of this, I'm really wondering what the hell caused the ankle to swell as immediately as it did when the injury occured. I mean, I heard (and felt) the POP, looked down, and BOOM - tennis ball ankle. I suppose it was the instantaneous release of fluid to some subcutaneous region, but where the hell did the fluid come from? Did I herniate a ligament which allowed sinovial fluid to escape? Can a ligament be herniated? If I did, did it seal itself up again and begin to refill the joint? Did walking yesterday hurt so much because it was joing rubbing on joint when walking?
As you can see, many questions and no answers before I talk to a doctor in the near future. I think I might go down earlier than Sunday (when the doc told me to come down). In my mind, the injury isn't half as bad as it appeared to be yesterday on the X-ray.
If nothing else comes from this, my blog will never see such activity again!
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Newly Broken Man
I've dodged fate long enough.
As some of you know, I have bad ankles to begin with. I was born clubfooted and had corrective surgery when I was younger. This left me with usable feet, but my ankles have always been a tad weak. I tend to roll them really easily when walking on uneven ground. Background - check.
Today I was hanging out across the street from Vic Hall watching this year's frosh move into residence. My friend Jenna showed up with her puppy, so I decided to take him for a jog around the square. The walkway I was walking on had concrete down the middle and interlock bricks down the side. In some places, the interlock had sunken down half an inch or more. As I took off, my ankle came across one of said spots.
I heard a loud 'pop', and looked down to see a large lump on my ankle. It looked something like this, but bigger. Jothe took some neat pictures. Anyways, making a long story short, we hailed First Aid, took a cab to the hospital, got it x-rayed, and they're not quite sure how bad the damage is. There are some identifiable bone chips in there, but I'm not entirely sure if they're from this incident or just from my wear and tear in general. Regardless, no major bone damage was done. The doc said that I probably farked up two of my ligaments, and that might require some intensive physiotherapy after I get this cast off.
Really, I'm sort of disappointed that I won't be able to do the frosh week activities I was planning on doing. For example, I wanted to go to the football game to harass the frosh and show them how to REALLY cheer for a game. I also was going to play at the Principal's welcoming ceremony on Tuesday as my last event with the Bands. I don't plan on being able to walk then, so that last one is out, but I might get hammered and go to the game anyways.
Really, as long as I can get to class on Monday, I'll be happy. This year is (for better or worse) all about graduating. That's why I'm not doing Bands or Walkhome. Well, sort of for Walkhome. See previous rants for that one.
Enough for one night. Look for lots of these in the next week as I'm likely gonna be stuck here!
As some of you know, I have bad ankles to begin with. I was born clubfooted and had corrective surgery when I was younger. This left me with usable feet, but my ankles have always been a tad weak. I tend to roll them really easily when walking on uneven ground. Background - check.
Today I was hanging out across the street from Vic Hall watching this year's frosh move into residence. My friend Jenna showed up with her puppy, so I decided to take him for a jog around the square. The walkway I was walking on had concrete down the middle and interlock bricks down the side. In some places, the interlock had sunken down half an inch or more. As I took off, my ankle came across one of said spots.
I heard a loud 'pop', and looked down to see a large lump on my ankle. It looked something like this, but bigger. Jothe took some neat pictures. Anyways, making a long story short, we hailed First Aid, took a cab to the hospital, got it x-rayed, and they're not quite sure how bad the damage is. There are some identifiable bone chips in there, but I'm not entirely sure if they're from this incident or just from my wear and tear in general. Regardless, no major bone damage was done. The doc said that I probably farked up two of my ligaments, and that might require some intensive physiotherapy after I get this cast off.
Really, I'm sort of disappointed that I won't be able to do the frosh week activities I was planning on doing. For example, I wanted to go to the football game to harass the frosh and show them how to REALLY cheer for a game. I also was going to play at the Principal's welcoming ceremony on Tuesday as my last event with the Bands. I don't plan on being able to walk then, so that last one is out, but I might get hammered and go to the game anyways.
Really, as long as I can get to class on Monday, I'll be happy. This year is (for better or worse) all about graduating. That's why I'm not doing Bands or Walkhome. Well, sort of for Walkhome. See previous rants for that one.
Enough for one night. Look for lots of these in the next week as I'm likely gonna be stuck here!
