ouchers, that hurt
um, so i almost died tonight. and here’s how:
being in a rather joyous mood at work (i know, am i ever really?), i had just finished change over and i was bounding down the stairs into the scary silence of the lambs basement of the bar when i stupidly (although i’d done it many times before without injury) jumped off the bottom step. fine, there was a bounce in my step at work that is very rare, and i bounced…and my head hit the ceiling really really hard. my jaw and neck jam–i guess that’s the word–and the next thing i know i’m on the ground and the light is closing in. a brown out.
my first thought is, god, i hope i didn’t bite down on my tongue cause the last thing i want to do is spit out blood and bits of tongue. cause it’s gross. and the second thought is, what if i’d blacked out? who knows how long it would be until one of my staff come find me!
and since i didn’t want to go into the light (i’m too young!), i shook my head, yelled “FUCK!” hoping that one of my staff would hear and come check on me (they didn’t) and then headed to my office to check the damage in the mirror. i wasn’t so concerned about my well being; i was mostly concerned that my hair stayed in tact and made it through the trauma. it did. thank god.
until i noticed the blood trickling down my forehead. aw shit. open wound. who knows what damange my chemical-ly hair product is now wrecking on me. i grab a towel and start blotting, rather delicately actually, as i still don’t want to mess up my hair. so i’m bleeding and a lump is forming but i’m not dead and i manage to stop the blood (and eventually ruin my hair doing so).
so then the paranoia sets in and i’m all like, what if i broke my neck but didn’t know it? a girl i know in high school broke her neck during soccer practice (a portable goal blew over and hit her on the head) even though the trainer said she was fine, she wasn’t. bitch broke her damn neck! and she didn’t know until later that night! what if i fall asleep and never wake up because my head injury is far worse than i thought and i should have gone to the hospital?
god, i hope i wake up tomorrrow.
November 19th, 2008 at 1:22 pm
Matthew! This may be the Mom in me speaking, but you BETTER get your butt to a hospital!!!
November 19th, 2008 at 1:36 pm
i’m fine!
November 20th, 2008 at 11:46 am
Ok!!!! If you say so!