I think I just screwed up my summer...

This year, when I went to camp, I had an accident. I fell off a ladder at a wonderful height of 5 to 6 feet. You see, the frat house we were staying in has some SERIOUSLY OLD ladders. Worse than that, all the beds are bunk beds (or rather, giant wooden boards hanging from the ceiling). Stupid me decided not to pull the mattress down, but to climb up to sleep instead...

The ladder snapped when I reached the top. I missed the bed and fell on top of the ladder. It hurt like no pain I'd ever experienced before...

At first, the doctors said nothing was broken or dislocated, just bruised. That was monday night/tuesday morning (6/22 - 6/23). I went home wednesday morning because the pain was unbearable (if the bone wasn't broken completely through when I fell, it was by the time I went home). When I got home, my arm went into a sling. By friday of that same week, the doctors were calling me to tell me my collar bone really was broken & contradicted themselves completely by saying not to move it at all & to keep it in the sling 24/7.

Well, since then, I've been to the emergency room once because all the pain meds they put me on supposedly had given me an ulcer & I won't be able to see an orthopedic doctor until July 15th (exactly 3 weeks after I was hurt, btw) when my collar bone will be completely healed in 6 weeks. Smart, aren't they?

I only hope all of you have a better summer than I have!

P.S. On a better note, for those of you who know what I'm talking about: I no longer have to drink that nasty formula I've been on for my whole life and I can officially eat whatever I want (even meat & ice cream) because the pills my doctors put me on nearly 7 months ago are working so fabulously.