Well, I iced my foot last night while I was on the computer after getting back from perinatari's gorgeous, very high up hobbit hole... and I went to sleep, praying to God it might feel better in the morning.

Wrong!

You know how there's that saying which goes "Yee-owtch! She's going to feel that one in the morning..." I've had it before with milder injuries, where I feel nothing until later or the next day because I get delayed reaction pain with idamage to myself all the time... well, thi one I felt straight away, as soon as I felt a sort of snap... that's the best way I can describe it.

I sought advice on runners and got the following possibilities: strain from overompenating an the possibility of not being fully healed in spite of the absense of discomfort, plantar fasciiti, and... the orst one... one person telling me they had broken something and then proceeding to describe symptoms identical to mine... this is after reading about the symptoms of a ruptured foot tendon

The ray of comfort? I can walk... barely. It's a rather demented and very slow one. I kid you not... I'm *never* passed on the sidewalk, and today, on the short walk from the bus stop to the hospital to meet up with my mother- she has a colonoscopy today and I'm currently waiting for her to be finished- *everyone* was passing me by. I'm not used to that... and it's highly embarassing... I know, it's goofy of me but... eh...

Blah.

Getting out of bed? Well that was an adventure... let's just say I nearly fell over as soon as m left foot stepped to the floor... my getting-ready routine involed lots of hopping with intermittent tentative steps with the bad foot... it has warmed up a little, mrciful. I'll certainly be doing something I never do... taking advantage of the campus busing system.

I always walk. I loathe the bus, and only take it when I absolutely must.

Is this a bad sign?


This is embarassing and awful.... this entry is just one big bout of complaining =/

To go non-complainy... It's 52! It's above 50! An acceptable temperature! It's on the COL end of accetable, but what the hey... it's not 20. My preferred air temperature range is 75-85, with about a 20 degree cushion either way before I really start whinging.. and hey, 52 is close enough to 55. Plus, because it has been so cold lately, I'm a little more acclimated to cool days.

If I were running today, breathing would be a piece of ake... no bitter cold to sear my trachea/lung to bits.

The read for Adolescent Lit... wow... I perused it in a city Starbucks while Kaleena was working... it's certainly one of the more poignant reads thus far in that class... it's up there with Monster on the factor of the sympathy incurred for the protagonist. It is a good thing to have high school students read... they'll get a history lesson at the same tim, because not many today know about the Kurd/Arab clash in Iraq, the flight of the refugees to Iran and the trials and tribulations faced there.

I only had a very, very brief bank of knowledge pertaining to the subject... I would have, before reading Kiss the Dust, only been able to say that it's one of the groups of people oppressed by the Hussein regime.

Anyhow... I have a draft due for WRT392... I might want to take advatage of this seemingly incessant stream of time in the waiting room to get that done and over with. I found an online article for it that blames extremist rhetoric for society's problems that I'm going to use for this assignment.