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I guess since people keep asking and I keep forgetting to respond, the following would be the story of my concussion / stitches.
we have this weird thing at work that basically looks like a free-standing conveyer belt that gets used to load the bread into the ovens. I was loading stuff into the dishwasher yesterday and went to stand up and turn around without realizing that someone had put it basically right behind me. I wonked my forehead, cut it open, knocked myself unconcious, and got a concussion.
I've been laying in bed all night with ice on my head because it still hurts like the dickens watching things like this.
oh god though. my head won't stop hurting. it kind of feels like having an ice pick stuck in my forehead. the really fun part of the story, however, is that if I had been just a little further into my rotation to turn around, I probably would have sliced one of my eyes open.
have I mentioned my externship is cursed? because it totally, completely, and utterly is.
we have this weird thing at work that basically looks like a free-standing conveyer belt that gets used to load the bread into the ovens. I was loading stuff into the dishwasher yesterday and went to stand up and turn around without realizing that someone had put it basically right behind me. I wonked my forehead, cut it open, knocked myself unconcious, and got a concussion.
I've been laying in bed all night with ice on my head because it still hurts like the dickens watching things like this.
oh god though. my head won't stop hurting. it kind of feels like having an ice pick stuck in my forehead. the really fun part of the story, however, is that if I had been just a little further into my rotation to turn around, I probably would have sliced one of my eyes open.
have I mentioned my externship is cursed? because it totally, completely, and utterly is.