Getting used to pain...

In the morning I had a little accident, I sprained my ankle while walking to take the bus to go to the Tec. de Monterrey, I knew I hurt bad because it felt worse than any other I remember, it didn't hurt that much at first, and since I was in a hurry I had to swallow the pain and continue walking, I had to get there to get some training and advice for another project I have in my work, so I couldn't miss my appointment.

I got there and it really didn't hurt anything, I finished earlier than I thought and went home (I thought I would finish between 12 or 1 pm, so I was supposed to get to my work place after going to eat something), I had to walk again to my house, it is a 20 minute walk from where I get the bus to my house, and besides the sun, it wasn't so bad. I got home with a little ache, checked my ankle and it looked well, a little swollen.

I decided to use an ointment that my brother uses when he gets hurt, but I couldn't find it, I called my mom to ask her if she knew anything (it was like 11:30 at that time) but she couldn't answer the phone, she was at her job (a school next block, she is a teacher there), a few minutes before 12 she called me and told me that she didn't knew where it was but that there should be something more in her room (an oil made out of oak, or something like that, it was relaxing, but it wasn't enough), at this point it really was starting to hurt to the point where I was already limping bad, and it had swollen a little.

I heard someone knocking at the door, and since my mom told me she would be there in a few minutes (her school is finishing classes at 12 this week, I don't know why :P) I thought it could be her, to my surprise it was a pair of brothers (you know which ones, the pair of brothers that come in a black and white pack, with bibles and everything), I wasn't in the mood to be polite or anything, so I almost told them to get the fuck out of there, obviously I didn't say it that way, but first chance I had to speak I told them "look, I am atheist, I don't really want to hear anything you have to say, there is nothing that you can say that I haven't heard before, so anything you say isn't new to me, I have no need for religion nor believing in a god..." and something more, I don't really recall everything, but after that they were speechless, they said goodbye and that was everything with them. Score!!!!! (BTW, they looked like they were pretty new with this, the second guy who talked was so nervous, and that was even before I speak).

A few minutes later my mom came home and took me to a doctor, it was quick, the doctor checked how bad was my ankle and since it looked that there wasn't anything broken I didn't need x-rays, I just got a shoot of dexamethasone and something else, some pills for the pain and an ointment, so far I can't walk and the doctor said to me that I should try to let my foot rest the most I can for the next 10 days... getting to work is going to suck :P.

But it is almost 1 a.m. and I don't feel so bad at this moment, I can move my ankle a little more than a few hours before, and it doesn't hurt that much, lets see how it is in the morning.

lol, and sorry for the extra long post. I was inspired :P