My week just wont end.
Accident on Saturday:
Amber was driving, Hannah was shotgun, and I was backseat passenger. Some stupid idiot 2 cars ahead of us missed his turn for Mark, slammed on his breaks and pulled like a U-turn type thing in the middle of everyone, and goes on. Well The SUV in front of us slams on their breaks, Amber slams on hers, and we still hit. It was so crazy. We were all screaming, and the brakes were screeching, and it was scary. At first I was just too scared to ring or do anything, but then I was fine. And then I was shaking and cold and crying. So the EMT took me to the ambulence to check on me. My blood pressure was 189 over 100 something. So they were worried and questioned me about things and blah blah blah. So all my medical history comes out, they saw the cut on my neck and the bruise, and said they were taking me to the hospital I had no choice. So I took a ride in the ambulence to the ER. I wasnt breathing right so they had to put me on oxygen. Its NASTY. And yeah. Had 722 X-rays and just wanted to go to sleep. Thay finally let me go, I was okay, just in pain, bruised and such. Neck and back strain.
The Police said that had we not hit the car, we would have died. Lucky we had seatbelts on.. except the seatbelt caused all my problems, because he cut me and bruised me and then I slid from under it.
Tuesday, I got tackled! I wont mention names but, someone got overly excited that I was alive and yeah, I fell and hurt my ankle. Ouch, but it got better.
Today in gym, we were playing volleyball. I jump up to hit the ball over the net, come down, land on the side of my foot, it rolls and I hear a snap come from my ankle. I cried so much. It hurt like a flippin mother! My mom was called, and the one day I need her, was she home? Noo.. and Dave was too drunk to understand a damn thing. Idiot. So I sat through 2 hours of gum with my foot up. And Mr. Koster.. well. He helped carry me across the floor he got a cone, put it on a chair, and put my ankle on it. Guess whose foot fell? Yeah mine. Then his next brilliant move was to kick at the chair to move the wheel, and kicked my ankle instead. I was in tears.. again. Im like, this crap just wont go away!
The dr. took some xrays of my ankle and found a crack, but cant be sure, so sent it to a specialist at the hospital. I have an appointment there with them Monday after school. Woo. Until then I am on crutches and have to have my foot elevated and off of it as much as possible. And Monday I will know if it is broken or sprained. It better be sprained. Or I cant drive, since its my right foot. Ill just.. die. I cant do anything if its broken. GAH.
Monday, I have practice that I will miss, and I better not miss dinner at Abbys. Ill have to ask someone else to drive me though, because I cant drive myself. This next week is going to be hard.
Me and Roger are good though. By the way, me and Roger are going out, in case anyone was slow on that. I mean, I told 2 people and everyone else took it upon themselves to inform everyone. I was like guess what! And they just go, im so happy for you, you and Roger.. aww.. So yeah, oh well. We are good though. woOt!
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Amber was driving, Hannah was shotgun, and I was backseat passenger. Some stupid idiot 2 cars ahead of us missed his turn for Mark, slammed on his breaks and pulled like a U-turn type thing in the middle of everyone, and goes on. Well The SUV in front of us slams on their breaks, Amber slams on hers, and we still hit. It was so crazy. We were all screaming, and the brakes were screeching, and it was scary. At first I was just too scared to ring or do anything, but then I was fine. And then I was shaking and cold and crying. So the EMT took me to the ambulence to check on me. My blood pressure was 189 over 100 something. So they were worried and questioned me about things and blah blah blah. So all my medical history comes out, they saw the cut on my neck and the bruise, and said they were taking me to the hospital I had no choice. So I took a ride in the ambulence to the ER. I wasnt breathing right so they had to put me on oxygen. Its NASTY. And yeah. Had 722 X-rays and just wanted to go to sleep. Thay finally let me go, I was okay, just in pain, bruised and such. Neck and back strain.
The Police said that had we not hit the car, we would have died. Lucky we had seatbelts on.. except the seatbelt caused all my problems, because he cut me and bruised me and then I slid from under it.
Tuesday, I got tackled! I wont mention names but, someone got overly excited that I was alive and yeah, I fell and hurt my ankle. Ouch, but it got better.
Today in gym, we were playing volleyball. I jump up to hit the ball over the net, come down, land on the side of my foot, it rolls and I hear a snap come from my ankle. I cried so much. It hurt like a flippin mother! My mom was called, and the one day I need her, was she home? Noo.. and Dave was too drunk to understand a damn thing. Idiot. So I sat through 2 hours of gum with my foot up. And Mr. Koster.. well. He helped carry me across the floor he got a cone, put it on a chair, and put my ankle on it. Guess whose foot fell? Yeah mine. Then his next brilliant move was to kick at the chair to move the wheel, and kicked my ankle instead. I was in tears.. again. Im like, this crap just wont go away!
The dr. took some xrays of my ankle and found a crack, but cant be sure, so sent it to a specialist at the hospital. I have an appointment there with them Monday after school. Woo. Until then I am on crutches and have to have my foot elevated and off of it as much as possible. And Monday I will know if it is broken or sprained. It better be sprained. Or I cant drive, since its my right foot. Ill just.. die. I cant do anything if its broken. GAH.
Monday, I have practice that I will miss, and I better not miss dinner at Abbys. Ill have to ask someone else to drive me though, because I cant drive myself. This next week is going to be hard.
Me and Roger are good though. By the way, me and Roger are going out, in case anyone was slow on that. I mean, I told 2 people and everyone else took it upon themselves to inform everyone. I was like guess what! And they just go, im so happy for you, you and Roger.. aww.. So yeah, oh well. We are good though. woOt!
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