well right now i am just wasting time on the computer, when i could be studying for Comm and Net. now when i look back on this blog 3 months from now and i realise that if i didnt write this blog i would have passed my final exams, only discovering that if i didnt write this blog i wouldnt have to look back on it, so i wouldnt know how much i benefited from not writing it.
well now that i've written in it...well yeah i've written in it.
i tell you what, mac keyboards do get harder to type on as they age.
I fell off my skateboard the other day. the first time that i've ever contemplated thoughts of understanding how injured i was. i've never been injured from skating. maybe thats cause i dont push myself as hard as the folk who do get injured. nevertheless i did roll on my arm down a right smooth hill. i was skating with isaac from youth. i pushed myself from the breast of the hill just peeking then descending on down.
i was going fine...until i started shaking left, then right, then left then right.
my brilliant brain thought back to what mr jordan petterson had said about resolving situations such as this one. "just go with it, and 'pump' the board further. if you carve down it stops the death wobbles"
hmmm what great advice...but what a bad time to think about it.
as i attempted to carve, my back foot groaned too far forward before slipping onto the road.
i tried to outrun the speed i was traveling on wheels with my feet, but im no daniel jones. eventually gravity grabbed me.
i hear i rolled 7 times.
with grazes all along my back, both elbows shoulders and palms, i gather myself, shaking and sweaty.
it did look bigger from this angle.
some signs of my arm not functioning as the way it should be
-unable to wind down my window
-unable to turn the car off
-unable to lift my ice cream spoon to my mouth
i went to church where they told me to go to the hospital. now as the man i am i ensured them that it would be fine. once the attention was off me i quietly ducked away to get mums medicare card to take myself to the emergency ward of the hospital.
after an xray and some nurses poking, a nurse (or dr.) told me that they couldnt tell if it was broken, but said i'd done some sever ligament damage. she then gave me some pain killers (which make you constipated...i refused) to go home with.
dad cam at around 5.40pm. i got to church at 7.15pm after ariving at the hospital at 4.30pm.
what a day...and what a blog.
Ow ow ow!!! I have a mountainboard and I'm lucky to never have gotten injured... I tore a ligament in my left ankle, it was the worst 4 in a cast weeks ever, because I was on holiday for 5 weeks at the time...
ReplyDeleteoh man breaking bones is not good at the start of holidays. thankfully i've never done it. actually i've never broken any bones, maybe i have some thing protecting my bones? hmmm. haha
ReplyDeleteI actually didn't break my bone, my ligament was so torn that I needed to keep it in a cast. Strangely enough, my doctor said it's better to break a bone because it heals faster and better than a torn ligament... I hope you get well soon! Take care.
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