MIT Medical is retarded

I really should've listened to my instincts today. Oh well. I woke up this morning and decided that I wanted to bike to school, despite the fact that I'll be coming home after dark (and I really don't like biking after dark around Boston.) But I was a dork and didn't want to listen to what my intuition was telling me (that it'd be a bad idea) so I biked anyway. It was first time biking since late sophomore summer or junior fall. Not entirely sure, maybe it's been longer than that.

Either way...yeah. >_> I tried to bike up a curb and didn't have enough speed. -_-;; Bike stopped, I didn't, and the next thing I know I'm on the sidewalk. O_O;; No problem though, I pick myself back up (it didn't hurt much), look at the leg I landed on which now has a nice flap of skin from where I'd skinned it on the sidewalk (which incidentally, is most asphault) and notice that it was startig to ooze blood, but just a tiny bit. Oh well, no big deal.

I'm a little under halfway across the Harvard bridge when I notice there's two rivers of blood dripping down my leg. O_O;; Whoops. I lean over to wipe it up with my fingers, and keep going. This happens again halfway across campus, so I just lean over and wipe the blood up, without anything to wipe my hand off with. Oh well. I get to the MIT Medical building (with 20 minutes to spare before class starts! Yay!) and go to the urgent care center. >(

The stupid receptionist wouldn't give me anything at first, just for a scrape. I managed to get a fucking band-aid out of her but she wouldn't even give me antibacterial ointment. And she told me the urgent care nurse wouldn't be in for a while and that I'd have to wait 40 mins. I got really pissed off and went upstairs to the Internal people, where there was a nice lady who was not busy, who cleaned up my scrape, gave me nice big square bandages, gave me some spare ointment, and sent me on my way.

In other words...MIT Medical, you SUCK. I hate you. I hope you explode. Or implode. Or something that ends in -plode.

On the bright side, since I scraped my knee in the morning, maybe I won't get hit by a car at night when I'm biking home. >_> That's what I hope, certainly. 'Cause getting hit by a car and getting a scraped knee in one day would totally suck. ^^;;