Broken fibula

Well last Thursday while going out to my car with some friends to go get custard, I tripped in the darkness on some stray boards that were sitting at the bottom of the stairs and rolled my ankle so bad that my ankle ligaments pulled on the end of my fibula, fracturing it. So now I am hobbling around school on crutches with a huge splint on my foot. I'm visiting the orthopedist on Friday and hopefully he will cast it. My anatomy professor took it upon himself to explain the intricacies of my fracture including which ligaments were involved and he told me that I would probably have a cast on for about six weeks. I hope that I get a walking cast because I have only been on crutches for two days and I hate it. It is so exhausting.
Well, I know that you don't read this blog to hear me complain. I really shouldn't complain because that won't do any good.
Besides the fracture, everything else is fine for me. We had our first quiz on Monday in genetics and I did really well.
Our cadaver dissection is going well. Today we used an electric saw to cut off a long section of vertebrae to expose and study the nerve column which is hidden inside. The bone dust from the saw sort of smelled like burnt hair when I breathed it in. Maybe I shouldn't breath it in.
Last Thursday we had our first medical interviewing class and I was randomly selected to be one of the first people to interview the standardized patient. It reminded me a lot of the episode of Seinfeld where Kramer has the job of acting out different ailments for medical students. My standardized patient didn't have gonorrhea though, just back pain. My interview with the patient went okay. It was weird because less than twenty four hours later the roles were reversed and I had the role of the patient being questioned. Even more ironic is the fact that on Thursday afternoon I saw a fellow classmate who was hobbling around on a walking cast and I thought to myself that I was really glad that I didn't have his problems. I guess that I jinxed myself because that night I broke my fibula.
It's late so I'll sign off. Thanks for the comments I appreciate them. Send me more, I need the encouragement.



Wow, the medical student interviewing Kramer is Jin from Lost! Sorry for my nerdiness.