ouch my ankle
September 13, 2008
Scene- Playing tennis with friend, enjoying the last days of sunshine before Ice age starts here. Was about to take a Federer-style shot and fell spraining my right ankle. Should have realized that Olympics are in Beijing, not in this part of the world.
2 weeks go by, mild pain, light sprain, occasional swelling persists. After million prayers, managed to get an appointment with a Doc who asked me to get an X-ray. I explain to the X-ray technician about the possibility of hairline fracture and/or torn ligament to which she asks if I am in medical school. I reply “nah, I watch Scrubs!”. Hehe, ouch!
Good news: results are -ve, bad news: what do I attribute the sprain to now? How long before I can start chasing girls? Will I? Stay tuned. This suspense shouldnt be torturous.
This bandage (ankle-support) is getting me “what happened?” from people who didnt know about my existence till now, to which I say “cheating for easy parking”.