On Being the Model

Admittedly, I'm not a smart student. I'm dumb, you HAVE to believe me. I'm just those who work hard over and over and over again until I grasp the concept because somehow I find I'm just not as smart as I was before to understand a certain concept in just one read. So when that's applied to teachings in class, I'm also the mute.

But somehow, being mute led me into being the subject of the lecturer. :( Called up to be his knee model. Luckily he wasn't serious when he said I needed to strip off my pants so that there would be a clearer exposure of my thigh and my knee, despite my slack was pretty tight and I was not able to roll it up high enough to fully expose my knee.

When Dr. Knee wanted to make it clearer to us about the anatomy of the knee, he decided to draw on the skin canvas instead. Patella bone. Tibial tuberosity. Patellar ligament. Hamstring insertions...

And this was what I get.

Outcome? It was quite a nice massage so to speak, while he passively move my knee in all sorts of funny directions.

And I also learnt that I might have some meniscus tear on my right knee, there was a clicking sound apparently in this one particular manouvre that he performed; although it wasn't accompanied by pain.

I should've asked him I suppose, whether I'm suffering from early-onset osteoarthritis...