Thursday, September 20, 2007

My buddy in my med program, Mark, has some friends in town. They are all from his undergrad school, which was apparently an all guys school. As such, they are a little rowdy. One of their games they like to play while drinking is taking revolvers and shooting each other in non-lethal places (shoulder, leg, etc.) Mark shoots me through the left shoulder just below the clavicle, and surprisingly, it wasn’t that painful/bloody. In fact, aside from my rage because Mark just shot me in the goddamned chest, I am pretty OK. Still, my dream was affected by my anatomy knowledge, as I am more concerned that my pleural sac was ruptured and that my lung will collapse. I bitch Mark and his friends out for being reckless but they just keep shooting each other. I leave for the hospital; turns out, I’m fine.



PS: I'm back!

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