do you wanna leave or somethin?..
so i'm an idiot.
i decided to go workout yesterday at 1:30ish but forgot my car keys & locked myself out since no one was home so i decided to hop the side fence because the back door was unlocked. so i climb up the little ladder and have one foot on there and the other one on the board. then i go to catapult myself over and took my left foot off the ladder. the board broke. i flew forward and landed on my palms and left knee then my right knee crashed down after it because it had gotten caught up. so i roll myself over once i'm landed and look down and below my right knee, i can see my bone. it was fucking gross. so it starts bleeding everywhere and i get myself up and get inside somehow, i don't even remember doing it. i start blotting the mess and call my dad in absolute hysterics. he rushes home and makes me lie down because i was so white and i go unconscious when my blood pressure is low, then he calls 9-11 and my mom. an ambulance, fire rescue, fire truck and a police car all show up within five minutes and as soon as my mom gets home (she was shopping) about 5 minutes after that, they take me in an ambulance to degraff.
apparently, i had a laceration that cut straight through my tendons & ligaments down to my bone. my tendons and ligaments were luckily fine, they just put a whole bunch of stitches inside of me to put everything back together and to keep them together and those stitches will stay there forever. then they put seven stitches on the outside. it hurt like bitch when they gave me the shots to numb me. the intern was so damn cute too and there i was, a bloody, crying mess. i have absolutely terrible timing. then i had to get x-rays to make sure i didn't fracture anything else and that there's nothing stuck inside my cut that they missed.
so i can't bend my leg for at least ten days and i now am going to have another really attractive scar to add to the other two. now that it's done and over, i just feel so stupid. and i hate not being able to do everything myself. so my parents are getting upset at me for moving around and exerting myself so much but i hate being incapable of doing things. i had enough of that with my surgery. i'm such a dumbass.
i decided to go workout yesterday at 1:30ish but forgot my car keys & locked myself out since no one was home so i decided to hop the side fence because the back door was unlocked. so i climb up the little ladder and have one foot on there and the other one on the board. then i go to catapult myself over and took my left foot off the ladder. the board broke. i flew forward and landed on my palms and left knee then my right knee crashed down after it because it had gotten caught up. so i roll myself over once i'm landed and look down and below my right knee, i can see my bone. it was fucking gross. so it starts bleeding everywhere and i get myself up and get inside somehow, i don't even remember doing it. i start blotting the mess and call my dad in absolute hysterics. he rushes home and makes me lie down because i was so white and i go unconscious when my blood pressure is low, then he calls 9-11 and my mom. an ambulance, fire rescue, fire truck and a police car all show up within five minutes and as soon as my mom gets home (she was shopping) about 5 minutes after that, they take me in an ambulance to degraff.
apparently, i had a laceration that cut straight through my tendons & ligaments down to my bone. my tendons and ligaments were luckily fine, they just put a whole bunch of stitches inside of me to put everything back together and to keep them together and those stitches will stay there forever. then they put seven stitches on the outside. it hurt like bitch when they gave me the shots to numb me. the intern was so damn cute too and there i was, a bloody, crying mess. i have absolutely terrible timing. then i had to get x-rays to make sure i didn't fracture anything else and that there's nothing stuck inside my cut that they missed.
so i can't bend my leg for at least ten days and i now am going to have another really attractive scar to add to the other two. now that it's done and over, i just feel so stupid. and i hate not being able to do everything myself. so my parents are getting upset at me for moving around and exerting myself so much but i hate being incapable of doing things. i had enough of that with my surgery. i'm such a dumbass.