Fall, cut, blood, cry, teeth chatter, scream, sticthes, come home!
Okay you won't believe what happened to me tonite! My grandma and I had just come back from my mom's house and it was wet outside and i was wearing my flip flops and i guess they were really slippery. Well my grandma has a tile entry way and a cement vase or whatever at the right hand corner of this entry way. Well i slipped on the tile and came crashing down breaking my gmas vase. Well i instantly felt pain and looked at my arm to see the damage. Not very much on my hand but when i look at my arm, bang! tons of skin missing a huge gash! I run to the bathroom and find a towel and instantly apply pressure. My grandma is right behind me the whole time. She takes me to the kitchen to get some ice and she wants to look at it, but i wouldn't take that towel off for the life of me i was too scared. So i start crying and everything cause it hurt. Well she calls my mom and we go to the hospital, and we go to the emergency place and let them know. Then we call my dad and let him know. He decided he wasn't going to come. Well I had a towel and an ice bag on my arm now and i'm bleeding on my hand cause my hand has like a knife cut on it. Also i'm really nervous, not crying anymore, so my teeth are chattering as if i was cold but i'm not, i'm actually very warm. But they are chattering like crazy and every now then i start shaking cause i'm so scared and nervous! Finally they call me in and i go into the room. We wait there for about an hour. Then my dad shows up and i'm glad he did cause about 5 mins later the doc does too. He takes a look at and decides to stitch it. I'm extremely scared now, because i hate absolutely fear needles and i have a low tolerance for pain. Well my dad is like lay down relax hold my hand. Well i'm now shaking uncontrollably, so i see the nurse bring in the numbing stuff (which isn't novicane just to let you know they called it something else) and this is a huge needle. So i'm laying down not looking at it looking at my dad and i feel the first prick and i screamed, like literally screamed even after it was numb i was screaming. All my family and the doctor is like its okay it doesn't hurt and all this stuff, and i'm like i don't care you assholes i don't care it did hurt. So I'm numb which is the weirdest feeling in the world cause you don't feel the pain but you can still feel things. So he cleans the cut and washes it, which i can feel, then he stitches me up and talks to us about when to take them out and all this stuff. And now i'm back home with my arm bandaged and the numbness slowly slipping away. I'm not longer chattering and my tolerance of pain and has gotten a little higher. but yea that is what happened to me today.