... On the Gangrenous-like Sprained Ankle

Okay so I visit the students' clinic today. The swelling had gone double the size compared to yesterday afternoon when I woke up this morning, but it wasn't as pain compared to before I went to bed. I couldn't sleep well last night no doubt, I have no idea how to place my swollen ankle without exerting anymore pain. Twisted and turned, twisted and turned. Somehow I did manage to get some deep sleep in the end, thank God!

We headed over to the students' clinic right after the lecture at 10a.m., KW drove me there, and waited for me since it's the exam's season and apparently not much students fall sick this time round. Thanks dude! Doctor Burmese name was checking on the ankle and mocked that my right ankle was as swollen as the left.

Me: It's fat pad! I sprained my left ankle, so give me some anti-inflammatory drug already.
Dr: You should've put some ice on it. Did you? No. Stubbron show off medies.
Me: Ugh, like I had the time to, we were rushing to school, and where the heck could I get ice packs at 745am in the morning?
Dr: Yea yea whatever. Now it's gone blue-green. Congratulations. I'll give you some pain killers and bandage. Wrap it and make sure the ankle is placed above the level of your butt, if you want the swelling to go down fast.
Me: I still have class. And labs.
Dr: Suits yourself. You shall wear the bandage for 2 weeks then.
Me: Damnit.
Dr: Watch your language medies.

So I was prescribed some NSAID (non-steroidal anti inflammatory drug), I presume. Since there's also the drug for prophylaxis of gastric pain. Some muscle pain cream as well as bandage. Odd thing though, we recognize none of the drugs given. By we, I mean me and the housemates. KK thought the gastric pills are magnesium hydroxide, since there's the "Magsil" thingy. Damnit. That thing... causes diarrhoea. My stupid mouth.

I had the bandage on for the rest of the afternoon. Climbed 3 storeys of staircase to finally reach the labs. Luckily the ankle is still intact. The bandage worked wonders! A damn good reason to wear the sneakers instead of shoes for the coming week. *sniggering*

Anyway, I came home and got ready to shower when I found out the region below the ankle goes black.

Necrotic. Gangrenous. Hemorrhagic. Whatever.

This is bad... This is really BAD.