Anatomy

Today we studied anatomy. This does not mean people pranced around nude. D thought that might happen. Instead, we discussed the ankle joint, knee joint, and hip joint. The teacher, H, pointed out some of the body parts on a friendly skeleton, Skelly. Sadly, Skelly's right leg fell off halfway through class, and she started waving it around. It wasn't a real human skeleton, but a miniature one. My yoga buddy said to me at one point, "I have a stupid question...she said at the beginning of the class that Skelly is a boy, and we could tell from his pelvis...how?" I said, "She said she'd talk about it later, and hasn't gotten to it yet," but now I'm curious. Maybe I'll check my anatomy coloring book.

I feel rather as if I've had a crash course in med school, with all the cruciate ligaments, iliac ligaments, medial menusci and so forth that we've discussed today. Football players sometimes get an injury called an "unhappy triad," when they're standing with their knees bent and someone punches their knee from the side. This injures their tibial posterior longus (or something like that), anterior cruciate ligament and medial meniscus all in one fell swoop. A bunch of this stuff can't be fixed after you're 20.

I fell on the pavement rushing to yoga school - they have a strict no-lateness policy - and felt like a real jackass! Some guy helped me up and asked if I was ok, and I thought, "Yes, I just can't walk." Once I got there they gave me first aid ointment, alcohol swabs and band-aids (actually more supplies than we have at home). I have a scrape on my left knee and right elbow. Teaches me to rush! I'm not alone, though - the teacher told a story about how someone was rushing from the bathroom to class and twisted her ankle, not today but in the past.