the thing about the foot

a little update to all.

while reluctantly playing soccer on thursday, i injured my foot in a horrible clash. as a result the second metatarsal on my right foot was in excruciating pain. i feared the worst. it could be a simple bruise, or worst of all, the rooney-owen fractured metatarsal injury.

i was petrified. my lessons schedule on friday is punishing, so there was no way to squeeze time in between classes to go for a consultation at the university health service. it didn't help that the spot started swelling, reddened, and heated up.

to be honest, i'm not sure if it was the homesickness, depression or the feeling of insecurity that comes along with being in a foreign without my mom or brother, that exaggerated everything, or caused me to exaggerate everything.

but i do know one thing for sure: it's very much better now. besides one reason being the x-ray results showed nothing broken, i must mention the care and concern which i've received from my pals.

anni: for rushing over past midnight and providing the most appreciated ice-pack in the world.
lynn: for pretending to stomp on my foot (and eventually did later on in the day. ow! mean girl!), then handing over the 'magic' anti-inflammation cream.
wenjie: for listening to me rambling over the phone.
kai jian: for letting me hover in his room and fuss about the foot.

a big thanks to all the above and many more. you guys make umich a home away from home. i'm not saying i don't need my mom or brother, but you guys just make everything more enjoyable.