First Week (continuation)

Continuing my “First Week” post:

I did take an anti-inflammatory for about three days after that reckless jump. One week and a day after the day of the jump, I went to hospital to know exactly how I was and to get some advice. I spent about four hours there; and my feet were submitted to a total of six x-ray shots, each. My coccyx was not analyzed, for nothing but rest can be done about a coccyx fracture; and as a way to prevent my gonads to be submitted to x-ray radiation.

The orthopaedist eventually declared that I had a fracture on each heel and that it should take about three weeks to heal. Therefore I’m not taking part on Physical Education classes until, at least, next week. I asked the orthopaedist to let me take a look mywself at the x-ray images. He turned the computer screen to me and I could see the fractures. It makes my heel resemble a horseshoe, though it has no empty space in the middle.

Next Wednesday, I’m returning to the hospital for the orthopaedist to see my progress. I feel much better now, but my heel continues to hurt a little. My coccyx almost does not bother me.

I can’t remember any more details to add to this issue right now, but there are some more hot subjects I may write about later.

“Hybrid”

Hi, all. Here’s a poem I wrote from 29th to 30th of September. The first sentence of the poem had been on my mind for about a week; the 29th of September I woke and the entire first strophe poped out of my head. I immediately wrote it down on my graphics diary. That day, the poem structure and content continued to develop on my mind and I wrote it bit by bit until I finished what I had in mind.

Lately, many spontaneous strophes have been oozing out of my head and I’ve been writing some of them down. You can also read and comment this and other poems of mine on DeviantArt. I hope you like it.

 

 

If only you could see the things I have done,
You’d understand
Why I am now lost in sorrow

If only the moon would stop,
To never move again
And never to show that full face glimmer of hers

If only my limbs would not move
Responding to my feelings,
They’d hurt no one

If, at least, my legs were broken
Lest I could not dodge the blows from the ones who strive for killing me,
Others would not be hurt instead

If only the dawn of the morrow would be everlasting,
With all its tones of pink, orange and red,
I’d be free forever

If only I had no sense of smell
And could not scent blood drips in the distance,
Maybe I’d not prey

If only my mouth was shut
And my canines were not sharp,
I would not bite

If only I was not blind and had no claws,
I would not cut through flesh
And tear hearts in two

At least,
I am not deaf
And I can hear the cries from the ones harmed

If only I was not one of God’s mistakes…
If only I was not…
Hybrid…

First week

This was this year’s first class week. As to celebrate, I had to do something really stupid in the middle of the week.

It was Wednesday. That day we had the official overture of this school year. It basically consists on a presentation of the most important theachers on school; and, since last year, diplomas for the Board of Honor students and medals for the Futsal Interclasses Championship winners are handed.

When the ceremony finished we were given half the Physics & Chemistry to be on the playgrounds. That was when it happened. Me and a friend of mine suddenly decided to o chase a student that’s always running inside our school. We started running after him and, some time after, he stopped; he talked with a friend and then he restarted his run. This time he noticed us (we had no intention in not being noticed) and some secs. later he started sprinting as to escape. I was about three and a half metres away from him when I started sprinting too. We eventually reached full speed, and then I realized I was faster. Eventually, we had no more place to run to, and so, we entered a corridor. We stopped, (exchanged two words?) and started running once again, downstairs. Then, we ran through the 3rd cycle covered area and, eventually, we rushed down some stairs that lead to the fields. Those stairs make an L shape and, instead of running both the L’s segments, the guy we were chasing jumped of the stairs at the corner of the L, in a Parkour-fashioned way. I half-expected he’d do that, and, as he did, I followed.

The thing is: he has done that more than once before; I had never done it, meaning I did not have the experience to jump from that high (about one and a half of myself). Also, someone was passing by on the moment I was to jump, and I feared to hurt him/her.

But now, you’re asking yourself what happened after the jump. Well… I landed with both my heels and flexed my legs, and, in result of landing with the hells, I lost my balance and fell back, smashing my coccyx against the ground. I started running immediately after that to continue the chase, knowing that that fall had not been good for sure. I found the chased guy resting and preparing to drink some water.

I sat down, starting to feel dizzy, and some friends came to see me. About two minutes later I has clambering some stairs in order to get to my classroom. There, I sat once again. When the Physics class started I felt so dizzy that, during some secs., I saw people as black stains against the white light coming through the windows. One friend insisted I should go to the infirmary; I refused, not wanting to lose the class. My face must have looked pretty pale, for the teacher understood I was not right. My concentration certainly fell about 60%, because I found it impossible to sit in a manner that made my coccyx not to hurt.

Because that afternoon I was class-free, I came home; or, should I write, I was driven home by the parents of one friend. At home I lay in bed all afternoon, with ice on my heels, my coccyx always hurting.

 

I have some more details here.

Rentreé

Today, I had to go to school to get my schedule and get some informations from my Class Director. The swine flu was the finnishing theme of the presentation; we were told some measures we should take as to prevent the flu from spredding inside the school, and from the school to its outside.

I left school having a lift from a friend of mine; I stayed at his home until 3 o’clock playing a Stratego (my first time). When still at his home another friend texted me suggesting I’d join her and others at school. After leaving my friend’s home at 3 p.m., I came home, edited my schedule on the pc, and, afterwards I went school to meet my friends. I stayed there until 6.25, after which I returned home once again.

I won’t write in detail, because I’d have to write a bit of my heart here. Bye.