October 18, 2012 at 11:18 pm

The Best Part is Ordering People Around

As you may already know, I started this school year looking a bit worse for wear.  With a sling on my left arm and a three-foot-long brace immobilizing my leg, it was hard not to become a spectacle (usually because I happened to be blocking a hallway or two).  A few weeks before the first day of school I lost a fight with a road in Brooklin after falling off a longboard.  The result was a broken collarbone, torn ACL, and a meniscus that’s so shredded the doctors might just remove it. A month later my clavicle has mostly healed and I’ve been forced to return my elevator key, but the important part is explaining to my fellow students how school is for the few of us who have trouble navigating stairs.
To be honest, being injured at school had a few perks.  For one thing, I didn’t need to lug around 30 pounds of textbooks every day.  Minor lateness was excused because of my inability to move at anything other than a snail’s pace, and I was given unlimited use of the elevator.  Unfortunately, elevator or not, GSA is still almost impossible to navigate if you only have two useful limbs.  Altogether, this school could be a lot more handicap accessible.  To the dismay of my classmates, several classes were moved to Mr. Case’s room so that I could access them.
My two greatest adversaries were medication and stairs.  The only painkiller I took that was actually effective was Vicodin, a prescription that isn’t particularly good for brain power, especially when you’re doing last-minute summer homework.  Luckily I recovered relatively quickly, but everything goes back to square one after the surgery I have scheduled for Thanksgiving break.  To make a long story short, check yourself before you end up missing a few important ligaments.
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