Hospitals...

Courtesy of AUVA. Unfallkrankenhaus Austria.

We've surely all had our share of fun in a HOSPITAL! Well, I haven't, at least not until today when I voluntarily accompanied my friend to the hospital after she had performed a double salto in the air and landed in a split position in Physical Education lessons earlier today. I'm just kidding, we never do anything that cool in PE, she just tripped while playing volleyball and hurt herself somewhere around the knee. Before we knew it PE class was over. (which was good because no one actually liked playing volleyball except this particular friend who had hurt herself real bad playing the game she was soo passionate about- guess life isn't always a bowl of cherries aye?)

As the good friend and seat mate that I am, I went over to the school physician- still in my sportswear might I add- to see how she was doing. Next thing I knew, I was in my casual clothes again and rushing her out to the ambulance vehicle with both hands full! I felt like some superhero then... you know, with me saving a friend and all.

Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting in the waiting room feeling all cool and stuff  B). By the time I had waited a second hour without having being called in, the coolness started to wear off, and I mean real fast! There was NOTHING to do there other than watch a super-old episode of "Malcom in the Middle" with the volume turned all the way down... over and over again Ö-Ö. 
Finally it was our turn and she turns out to have a torn ligament in her knee or something and she has to walk on crotches for a few weeks.

So, what you learned from this, you ask? Don't ever believe anyone in the hospital when they tell you, "The doctor will be with you in a few minutes"


Nur im Krieg und in der Liebe ist alles erlaubt!