Dorsi-what?
It was a deafening crash. If I had discovered that something had fallen through the floor that separates the second storey from the first, I would have not been surprised in the slightest. It was that loud.
To my horror, it was PC who I found splayed out at the bottom of the stairs. How he came to be there remains a mystery. Other than to say that stockinged feet and hard-wood floors were involved.
After 600 mgs of ibuprofin and 35 minutes of ice (“ice is nice“), PC — of his own volition — decided a trip to the ER was necessary.
Attending Doc: So can you tell me what your biggest area of concern is?
PC: Here…on my foot.
Attending Doc: Can you move your foot?
PC: Not well. It’s really painful when I do this (moving foot).
FrumeSarah: He has the most pain and difficulty with the dorsiflexion.
The attending stopped what he was doing, looked up at me, and said:
What are you??
FrumeSarah: Um…I’m a rabbi. Spend a lot of time in hospitals.
Attending Doc: You must pay a lot of attention. I’ll bet 2/3 of my residents wouldn’t know ‘dorsiflexion.’
Which made me feel rather proud of myself…if not just the slightest bit nervous when one of the residents came over to check on us.
Hope PC’s foot feels better soon!
Thanks!!
Wishing PC a refuah sh’leimah and hoping that none of the Frummies sees the inside of the emergency room again anytime soon. You’ve had enough!
Amen!
It’s not too late to consider medical school. If R. Akiva didn’t begin his Torah studies until age 40, maybe you–who had the z’chut to study Torah at an early age–ought to follow his example and start your medical career at the same age. Oops! Did I just give away your age to unsuspecting readers?
And, as usual, I’d be doing thinks backa$$wards. Don’t know if I have the required koyach at this point…
besides, I’d be ready to collect my pension by the time I completed all of the training.