So as most of you know, I am a tad clumsy. On Friday night I was at a local foreigner bar called MJ. It has a metal spiral staircase up from the main indoor bar up to the rooftop bar. I was coming down from the roof and there was a spill on the stairs. I didn't notice, but managed to hit it dead on, my foot slipped and I ended up falling the last few stairs. I landed solidly on top of my foot, bending it back the wrong way. There is a diagram to the left to help you understand my sad times. I pulled or bruised my Extensor Digitorum Brevis Muscle. Or as I call it, the muscle that runs from my little
toe, across the top of my foot to right under that little knob of bone on the outside of my ankle. To the right is what my foot looked like after the swelling had gone down. Check out the technicolor bruising!Now this may sound like a sad, woe is me kind of story, but that is not the case. Right as I fell, two of my friends nearby came right over to check on me. They had barely gotten two sentences out when Norbert came rushing in, pushed them out of the way, picked me up like a baby and carried me over to the sofa. He was so good, taking care of me. And this was not the first time he had come to my rescue that night, but definitely the most dramatic. Earlier he had improved my bad mood by taking me to see Star Trek to cheer me up. Then when we had first arrived at the bar, a friend spilled beer all over my backpack which had my e-book and digital camera inside. Norbert went and got plastic bags and wrapped up my electronics to make sure they wouldn't get damaged. So basically he was my knight in shining armor for the night. And since then he has been so sweet and concerned, trying to make sure I am alright, getting things for me, carrying things for me, etc.
Normally, I am not the kind of girl who wants to be taken care of. I always want to show that I can do everything myself and I don't need anyone to take care of me, especially a guy. But having him come to my rescue when I really did need someone was one of the most reassuring things that has ever happened to me. It is really nice to have someone who takes care of you not because they think you need it but because they want to. I guess this story just demonstrates one of the many reasons it will be very hard to leave him behind here. I know people say it a lot, but if we can't give each other what we need, I really hope that he will find a way to be truly happy. Because in the time we have had together he has made me truly happy.
