Always Injured

Well it seems that the Korean landscape is out to get me. My second week here I endured ankle sprain number 9. And this next injury didn't have anything to do with the landscape so much as someone who doesn't know how to run bases.

I was playing catcher for our team and someone was running home so the first baseman has the ball and whipps a steel rope to me, glove up, ready to catch and tag the guy out the runner ran out of the baseline and in front of me. In the process he knocks my glove out of the way and when he was out of the way BAM! right in the chin which makes my jaw go in a direction its not supposed to.



The laces caught my chin and left a nice little rasberry, and is still a little sore.



My jaw is swollen, I was hit on the left side of the chin and the right side was jarred.

I continued with the game of course. I wouldn't let something like that stop me. And it finally popped and felt a little better. Iced my jaw while we weren't in the field. I got a ride home with my friend and shock started to set in. I got home with a good time to call my mom. So I talked to her she asked me to go to the hospital and get it looked at. I told her I would think about it. I hate hospitals, they always tell me something is wrong. I ordered lunch and tried to eat and oh my goodness, the pain was aweful. And what started to worry me was the pain reached my ears, the other side of my jaw was tightening and my neck was getting stiff.

So I called a cab and went to medical. Waited several hours and getting impatient. Finally I get called back. They want to take some x-rays, took about 4 then I went back to my curtained off area to wait. Then back to the x-ray room! They took over 10 x-rays of my jaw, sinuses and neck. The doctor said she was looking for a fracture! But came back with nothing, thank God! I wouldn't even know how to treat a fractured jaw!

Then just the other day I was on duty, its 24 hours and we do regular security checks. So I was walking in for my final check of the night and in my route there is a particularly dark section. I'm walking along and my foot rolled right into a pothole. Ankle sprain number 10 takes place! It actually brought me to my knees and I hobbled out of the street and sat for a little.

Unfortunatley I don't have the time to go to medical, we are understaffed, a bunch of people are on leave and our headquarters director was visiting. If I can't take care of a sprained ankle by now, having 16 of them between both ankles then I'm useless.

Take care of yourselves!

-Sam-