Et tu, doctor? Et tu?

[blamebrampton]

I slightly damaged my Achilles tendon coming home from the gym the other night. Having gone through the multi-year peroneal tendon saga, I didn't want to wrong-foot (boom boom!) myself on this one, so I headed off to the doc when two days of rest and ice had not done the trick.

Doc: What did you do?

Me: I was crossing the road, when I realised that the car in the distance was doing 70 rather than 50, so I went to sprint the rest of the distance and I felt a little pop and there was a sudden pinching hurt, and it's not a snap, because I could still walk on it, but it hurts with shoes or boots, is fine barefoot or with mules …

Doc: That's not like you.

Me: Que?

Doc: Avoiding the car.

I'm used to this sort of abuse from my friends and family, but from my doctor? Harsh. And honestly, if I wasn't so good at getting out of the way, my dire record of being run over/into would be far worse! Tendon will be fine, BTW, just minimal running for a week or two.

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[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

I have to confess, there's a scene in one of my fics where I have Sirius Black come off his bike, and someone commented that they thought that was an incredibly realistic scene -- which was probably because I gave him an almost exact recreation of one of my spills ...

But you're right! I should write a satire of a cyclist who goes around blowing up inconsiderate motorists!