Only a flesh wound, It got betta:

After work today, Suze decided she was going to go for a run for the first time since we have been in London. Bekah suggested that Marvin, one of the assistants on our ward go with her. Marvin however, was late for the run, causing Suze to uncharacteristically start stretching on this random brick wall outside. Bekah was in her room reading, when all of a sudden there was a knock, she yelled come in seeing as only Suze has ever knocked. This was the not the case, but instead an OT student came to inform her that Suze was injured, injured bad. Bekah, the kind caring person that she is, ran outside in bare feet carrying clean towels (thanks Jenna and Melissa). Suze was lying on the wall that accosted her with a large gash on her “lower leg”, for those of you non-physios. Marvin arrived shortly afterwards, and Bekah informed him that were be a change of plans. About which he fist pumped his excitement as he was not too keen on running in the first place, until he realized why (yet he went for a run and bragged about it later). Here in Britain, there is the lovely fact that ambulances are free… so we called one – first ambulance ride for the both of us. However, it got lost and Bekah had to chase it. This took about an hour. One of the EMTs was ornery and pressed on poor Suze’s wound and it hurt. It really hurt. We were taken to the A&E (accidents & emergencies, the ER for all you Americans) where Suze was placed in a “wheelchair”, which was literally like a waiting room chair with wheels. After about 25 minutes, we were taken back to another room, but this consisted only of cleaning the wound with multiple people coming in to look at the wound. After an hour the doctor came, but he made Suze hobble to the “theatre” for her stitches. Well leave the rest of the story out for the faint of heart. Long story short, and 7 stitches later, they kicked us out. But they didn’t charge us anything, except for the antibiotics, which apparently are outrageously priced at £7.4. By the time we figured out how to get home, and some crazy Brits told us to get off at the wrong stop, the entire experience took about 5 hours. Not too shabby for an introduction into socialized medicine.


Words of the Day: Brilliant vs. Rubbish: both are catch all terms and seemed to be used almost as antonyms of one another. Brilliant – marvelous, perfect, wonderful; Rubbish – literally meaning garbage, rubbish is used to “call someone out”. In a sentence: While falling and splitting open her leg was rubbish, Suze has made quite a brilliant recovery.