Sunday, Sept 18th. day time

So we all pretty much slept in and woke up to just laze around. Around 1:30pm or so, we sat there thinking that Patrick just wasn't going to get up and would just sleep the day away. A few minutes after that he walks through the front door with crutches and a half cast on his foot.
Apparently when he woke up his ankle was so swollen that he went to the hospital. They did some x-rays and found nothing broken but asked him if he wanted to take pills or if he would prefer to bandage it up so that it healed on it's own. Patrick doesn't like taking pills so he opted for the half cast. We were stunned when he walked into the room. So now, he's on crutches and the school won't allow him to work but he's still in and out of the office doing stuff.
So we've all been laughing at this whole thing because just before I got to China, Patrick had an unfortunate instance and broke his wrist. I don't think he's having the best of luck in China, but I did tell him that it would make for one hell of a story.
Him and I have been hanging out a lot. He's cool to talk to and just great for laughs.
That's about it for a lazy Sunday.
TTFN