idiocy resulting in injury
I had what you might call a rude awakening this morning, when I fell out of my newly lofted bed (4 feet off the ground), caught myself by putting down my feet but then ended up being propelled by momentum into my desk chair. So my room is dark, I'm trying to turn the alarm off and my head is killing me, so I decide what the heck I'll go back to bed. So my eyes are closed, I'm holding my head and cursing under my breath and somehow I manage to get back into bed and lie down when I realize my pillow is wet. And I open my eyes and it turns out yes, it is wet, and yes, that is my blood soaking the pillow.
Luckily my roommate is up and waits for me to stop flipping out enough (early morning + splitting pain + cut gushing blood + me = majorly freaking out) and walks me to DUH... 3.5 hours later, have visited the Yale New Haven ER, gotten 7 stitches, and still have 2 papers, 2 reading responses and a free study to do before 9:30am tomorrow. Let's see if I can get through this... a dean's excuse might be the last resort.
Luckily my roommate is up and waits for me to stop flipping out enough (early morning + splitting pain + cut gushing blood + me = majorly freaking out) and walks me to DUH... 3.5 hours later, have visited the Yale New Haven ER, gotten 7 stitches, and still have 2 papers, 2 reading responses and a free study to do before 9:30am tomorrow. Let's see if I can get through this... a dean's excuse might be the last resort.