Broken dreams

While at physical therapy today I received some very sad news: I do not qualify for the case study.

 

The reason is simple really, there is no existing research available to which my therapist can do comparisons.”There is no information out there about this type of fracture and how to treat it. None. I looked everywhere, even PubMed. It’s stupid that I can’t do it, because then the information could be out there, but I need to be able to draw comparisons.” “I coulda been a case study,” I said while trying to lift my T-Rex into a raised fist. “I guess I could still do it and get published,” she thought aloud. “Yes, let’s do it. Get us published, then we can travel all around the world and you can talk about treatment while I show off my amazing range of motion.”

 

I can’t guarantee it will  happen and I won’t be surprised if it doesn’t – still, though, my dreams are now like my arm – broken.  It is quite possible my fame my come at the same time that my worth increases – when I die. And, if I’m lucky, instead of being read about on PubMed, I’ll be read about on famous DEAD (.com).

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