Wha' Happened?
Feb. 25th, 2006 01:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassOh. Man. I am now semi-living proof that if you attack your body nonstop, it will eventually collapse in one big heap. Wednesday's sore throat became a deep throaty voice Thursday leading into a complete lack of voice by morning. I was just sitting there quietly working (for once not chatting, laughing, and touring the other projects) when all the sudden I tried to talk but I had no voice. My studiomates had quite fews laughs about that throughout Friday.
Most of us didn't "finish" our projects, that would imply that they were somehow recognized as complete by all of our stringent standards. It's not that any of us really slacked in the work process, projects can just take you forever sometimes. So in the end, most of us "settled" on something. I wasn't very happy with my ideas for this project but I can tell that I'm learning and this stuff is becoming second nature to me. I was able to draft it up and not really think about it one way or another. My penwork is getting better, I only had one recognizable smear but it was no big deal. Anyway, the point is that I'm working constantly but learning from the experience regardless of doneness. Crunch deadlines make you prioritize more and more and realize that overall, communication of your idea is more critical than the rules put on a sheet of paper. Unfortunately, my communication skills were shot for review because not only was I exhausted (though I wasn't all night, focus and adrenaline kept me quite attentive) but I had no voice. I had to talk about my project in a whisper which was pretty ridiculous.
Okay, so now I've burned my body by: getting sick and not sleeping. It gets sooo much better.
Thursday in volleyball, I wasn't doing very well (as usual) but I jumped up for a block that I really could have made and for some reason - I don't know if it's because the pole was so close and it made me hesitate or what but my jump was funny. I made contact with the ball that I should have easily been able to knock back over but as my fingers sought to push upwards, I realized I was falling the opposite direction. I crumbled down practically taking the net with me in my hand. I was soo embarassed. I knew instantly what happened, I probably landed on my one foot at a funny angle causing my already weak ankles to roll. I roll my ankles all the time, I can pretty much flip my foot perpendicular to my leg. This time I fell on it with my entire body and it was definitely not happy with me. I moved to get up and started limping. My first thoughts were: "not another softball thing..." I sat on the sidelines for just a few minutes - ego utterly bruised and totally pissed since I knew I had to work on my project and having to deal with my ankle would just complicate things. All of the sudden it just stopped hurting and tingling, I was able to walk on it without limping and I went back to playing. Hindsight, that was probably not the best idea but I was looking to get over the ego thing with the same quickness as what I thought my ankle recovery had. Blah blah - work all night (sorry this post isn't in historical order) - get home today with my foot still feeling a little funny, I still didn't think it was too big a deal - of course it's sore, I stretched it weird, I thought. I take off my shoe for the first time in over 24 hours and see this:
Needless to say I was pretty horrified and sure that I would not be playing APO volleyball later that evening.
The last few hours have been rather confusing. I was going to write my mother an email because I usually call her on Fridays after studio to chat about the week. However, not having a voice makes talking on the phone "interesting" if not impossible. I was going to send her that horrifying picture of my ankle but amidst trying to sort through my latest digi cam photos, I kept falling asleep. I put my computer down around 5 and didn't wake up till 1. I have no idea quite how it happened, but Gwyn called and I managed to emerge from my sleep coma to answer my phone from vibrate. I don't even remember it ringing or actually answering it, I just know that somehow it was by my ear and she was talking to me.
lol. I was looking forward to this weekend for recovery and rejuvenation but I don't know where to start and how I'll find the time. I probably have to go to school both days this weekend to take care of new ARCH 181 stuff and knock out a stupid 202 project that luckily got bounced back to next week. I'm thinking I should probably see a doctor but I know exactly what they'd tell me: ice the ankle, take time off and get better, and sleep, for the love of god, sleep. Then he would probably send me for a mental evaluation. I wish I could follow common sense and the advice of everyone, hypothetical doctors and concerned friends, and take care of myself. This architecture thing is a marathon though, you can't just sit down by the road when the pain starts to kick in - especially not when the finish line is so close. No one quite realizes how impossible it is to catch up in studio if you miss even just one day - you eat into your work time and lose each precious learning moment that comes with those seconds. It's also incredibly brutal if you do fall behind because you have to lean on other stronger people to help you out of it. From what I've seen, after you trip - if you don't keep going you never do quite get back into it the same way and everyone kind of resents you for it. Your work suffers and people jab at it when you aren't there.
I am going to try to take it as easy as possible this weekend. Luckily, there isn't any APO stuff to wake me up in the mornings this weekend and I can spend a few sporadic "normal" hours at school. Anyway, I'm starting to get tired again so I'll probably go back to sleep now.
Most of us didn't "finish" our projects, that would imply that they were somehow recognized as complete by all of our stringent standards. It's not that any of us really slacked in the work process, projects can just take you forever sometimes. So in the end, most of us "settled" on something. I wasn't very happy with my ideas for this project but I can tell that I'm learning and this stuff is becoming second nature to me. I was able to draft it up and not really think about it one way or another. My penwork is getting better, I only had one recognizable smear but it was no big deal. Anyway, the point is that I'm working constantly but learning from the experience regardless of doneness. Crunch deadlines make you prioritize more and more and realize that overall, communication of your idea is more critical than the rules put on a sheet of paper. Unfortunately, my communication skills were shot for review because not only was I exhausted (though I wasn't all night, focus and adrenaline kept me quite attentive) but I had no voice. I had to talk about my project in a whisper which was pretty ridiculous.
Okay, so now I've burned my body by: getting sick and not sleeping. It gets sooo much better.
Thursday in volleyball, I wasn't doing very well (as usual) but I jumped up for a block that I really could have made and for some reason - I don't know if it's because the pole was so close and it made me hesitate or what but my jump was funny. I made contact with the ball that I should have easily been able to knock back over but as my fingers sought to push upwards, I realized I was falling the opposite direction. I crumbled down practically taking the net with me in my hand. I was soo embarassed. I knew instantly what happened, I probably landed on my one foot at a funny angle causing my already weak ankles to roll. I roll my ankles all the time, I can pretty much flip my foot perpendicular to my leg. This time I fell on it with my entire body and it was definitely not happy with me. I moved to get up and started limping. My first thoughts were: "not another softball thing..." I sat on the sidelines for just a few minutes - ego utterly bruised and totally pissed since I knew I had to work on my project and having to deal with my ankle would just complicate things. All of the sudden it just stopped hurting and tingling, I was able to walk on it without limping and I went back to playing. Hindsight, that was probably not the best idea but I was looking to get over the ego thing with the same quickness as what I thought my ankle recovery had. Blah blah - work all night (sorry this post isn't in historical order) - get home today with my foot still feeling a little funny, I still didn't think it was too big a deal - of course it's sore, I stretched it weird, I thought. I take off my shoe for the first time in over 24 hours and see this:
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Ankle Damage My ankle has swollen to the size of Jupiter and turned the same color. |
Needless to say I was pretty horrified and sure that I would not be playing APO volleyball later that evening.
The last few hours have been rather confusing. I was going to write my mother an email because I usually call her on Fridays after studio to chat about the week. However, not having a voice makes talking on the phone "interesting" if not impossible. I was going to send her that horrifying picture of my ankle but amidst trying to sort through my latest digi cam photos, I kept falling asleep. I put my computer down around 5 and didn't wake up till 1. I have no idea quite how it happened, but Gwyn called and I managed to emerge from my sleep coma to answer my phone from vibrate. I don't even remember it ringing or actually answering it, I just know that somehow it was by my ear and she was talking to me.
lol. I was looking forward to this weekend for recovery and rejuvenation but I don't know where to start and how I'll find the time. I probably have to go to school both days this weekend to take care of new ARCH 181 stuff and knock out a stupid 202 project that luckily got bounced back to next week. I'm thinking I should probably see a doctor but I know exactly what they'd tell me: ice the ankle, take time off and get better, and sleep, for the love of god, sleep. Then he would probably send me for a mental evaluation. I wish I could follow common sense and the advice of everyone, hypothetical doctors and concerned friends, and take care of myself. This architecture thing is a marathon though, you can't just sit down by the road when the pain starts to kick in - especially not when the finish line is so close. No one quite realizes how impossible it is to catch up in studio if you miss even just one day - you eat into your work time and lose each precious learning moment that comes with those seconds. It's also incredibly brutal if you do fall behind because you have to lean on other stronger people to help you out of it. From what I've seen, after you trip - if you don't keep going you never do quite get back into it the same way and everyone kind of resents you for it. Your work suffers and people jab at it when you aren't there.
I am going to try to take it as easy as possible this weekend. Luckily, there isn't any APO stuff to wake me up in the mornings this weekend and I can spend a few sporadic "normal" hours at school. Anyway, I'm starting to get tired again so I'll probably go back to sleep now.
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