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Because all this week needed was a trip to the ER
So I've been having a pretty nasty week.
After having my tooth removed, many of my friends said "Well at least your week can't get worse." The universe just had to prove them wrong.
I was going to get my laundry when I slipped at the top of the outdoor stairs. It was a bad tumble, but luckily I didn't get hurt. So I went back to my apartment and started to do some dishes. One of my roommates then scolded me for doing so. Granted, it was around midnight, so the noise might have been the reason she told me to stop. Anyway, I was feeling a little bummed about my bad week, so I called my friend and asked if she could meet me in the student lounge so I could vent a little. She agreed.
I headed out, deciding to avoid the stairs, as I didn't want to take another tumble. Just as I get around the corner, I hit a slippery spot and crash to the ground. I swear I heard a "SNAP!" from my ankle. I try to stand up, but I can't. So i just laid in the snow screaming for help. I could hear the boys in the ground floor apartment playing video games and guitar. But no one was coming to my aid. I kept screaming, and finally the girls from the upstairs apartment on that side of the building came to help me.
They got my inside, and called Campus Enforcement. I was given a popsicle and an ambulance was called. The paramedics had to cut off my new boot in order to wrap my foot up. I was then strapped into a stretcher and sent off to the ER.
Luckily, I was the only person at the ER at the time, so it went very quickly. I talked to my friend who had come with me (she lived in the apartment with the girl who had helped me) while I waited. After a few X-rays, it was revealed that I'd torn some ligaments, but nothing was broken. So I had my foot wrapped up, and was sent home. They told me to keep my foot wrapped for the next 4 days, so I'm kind of laid up.
The first taxi we called left without me. The second one dropped us off in front of the apartment building. The fastest way to my apartment was to just go down the outside stairs, but on one leg I wasn't risking it. So my friend, along with two Campus Enforcement officers helped me all the way around the building to my apartment. All along they way they advised me to complain to housing about what had happened to me, and make sure that the school pays for my ambulance and a new pair of boots. They also told me that they had informed the friend I was supposed to meet what had happened to me, so I didn't need to worry about that. Finally we got my back into the apartment, the officers dropping me off on the couch. My friend went to get me another popcicle from her apartment, then she helped me to my room.
As she helped me into my bedroom, one of my roommates (not the one who scolded me for doing dishes) came out. She scolded us for being noisy. We tried to explain that I had just gotten back from the ER, and she was just getting me settled back into my room. My roommate just pointed out it was 3am, and told my friend to shut up.
I'm really not looking forward to whatever is coming next. Though I really need to find someone to take me down to the drug store to get some crutches, not that I will probably leave my apartment for the next while....
- My Winter Boots broke and I had to buy new ones
- My computer died, so I had to replace it
- I forgot I had a midterm on Monday
- I had to have a tooth removed
- Misc. small things
After having my tooth removed, many of my friends said "Well at least your week can't get worse." The universe just had to prove them wrong.
I was going to get my laundry when I slipped at the top of the outdoor stairs. It was a bad tumble, but luckily I didn't get hurt. So I went back to my apartment and started to do some dishes. One of my roommates then scolded me for doing so. Granted, it was around midnight, so the noise might have been the reason she told me to stop. Anyway, I was feeling a little bummed about my bad week, so I called my friend and asked if she could meet me in the student lounge so I could vent a little. She agreed.
I headed out, deciding to avoid the stairs, as I didn't want to take another tumble. Just as I get around the corner, I hit a slippery spot and crash to the ground. I swear I heard a "SNAP!" from my ankle. I try to stand up, but I can't. So i just laid in the snow screaming for help. I could hear the boys in the ground floor apartment playing video games and guitar. But no one was coming to my aid. I kept screaming, and finally the girls from the upstairs apartment on that side of the building came to help me.
They got my inside, and called Campus Enforcement. I was given a popsicle and an ambulance was called. The paramedics had to cut off my new boot in order to wrap my foot up. I was then strapped into a stretcher and sent off to the ER.
Luckily, I was the only person at the ER at the time, so it went very quickly. I talked to my friend who had come with me (she lived in the apartment with the girl who had helped me) while I waited. After a few X-rays, it was revealed that I'd torn some ligaments, but nothing was broken. So I had my foot wrapped up, and was sent home. They told me to keep my foot wrapped for the next 4 days, so I'm kind of laid up.
The first taxi we called left without me. The second one dropped us off in front of the apartment building. The fastest way to my apartment was to just go down the outside stairs, but on one leg I wasn't risking it. So my friend, along with two Campus Enforcement officers helped me all the way around the building to my apartment. All along they way they advised me to complain to housing about what had happened to me, and make sure that the school pays for my ambulance and a new pair of boots. They also told me that they had informed the friend I was supposed to meet what had happened to me, so I didn't need to worry about that. Finally we got my back into the apartment, the officers dropping me off on the couch. My friend went to get me another popcicle from her apartment, then she helped me to my room.
As she helped me into my bedroom, one of my roommates (not the one who scolded me for doing dishes) came out. She scolded us for being noisy. We tried to explain that I had just gotten back from the ER, and she was just getting me settled back into my room. My roommate just pointed out it was 3am, and told my friend to shut up.
I'm really not looking forward to whatever is coming next. Though I really need to find someone to take me down to the drug store to get some crutches, not that I will probably leave my apartment for the next while....
It doesn't matter why the noise is happening, you should just shut up? Ugh.
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