Something aboslutely terrible happened yesterday.
So we moved into this awesome loft in Downtown Denver a couple days ago, and I finally decided to take some time off school to unpack the boxes that were lying all over the place. BAD move.
There's this coffeetable with glass on top right next to the couch. I guess a little piece chipped off that glass when we were moving things, and I MANAGED to walk right into that chipped corner. At first I didn't even notice anything, I thought I just bruised myself...but then I looked down and to my very big *HORROR* I saw something absolutely terrifying. I almost fainted actually - I couldn't believe what I saw! I had a HUGE (!) SCARY (!!) WOUND (!!!) right on the left side of my left leg just below the knee!! I stared with disbelief with wide-eyed horror as blood started gushing out of parted (!) flesh (GROSS). I grabbed a piece of cloth and disinfected the wound and stormed out of the apartment to call Mike (my cell wasn't working). I ran to the Maintenance office but they were closed! I was so shocked I didn't know what to do so I ran to the lobby to use the payphone.
Luckily, on my way, I ran into some guy who took one glance at my leg and ran for help. I was escorted into the Ballroom (there's a ballroom in our building that belongs to the Magnolia hotel right across the street). There, the guy, Frank, wrapped a cloth around my leg and gave me his cellphone. I called Mike and asked him to get me to the emergency room immediately. I must've scared him out of his mind b/c he came in about 10 minutes, from all across the city. Frank and another lady Frankie were calming me down all along, and Frankie gave me hugs, which was really nice as I was freaking out!
In the emergency room they gave me a tetanus shot (which I never had before) and 10 really painful shots right into the wound. I was crying and screaming because it hurt BAD! Then they put 8 stitches on it.
I am absolutely terrified. It's really hot outside, but I can't even wear a skirt. I have the most awful-looking legs in the world, it's bad enough I get bruises if someone just touches me, but a permanent scar!!! I can't afford to have more scars, I have too many already (a giant scar from appendicitis, another one from falling down...and heck know how many more). I feel like a monster. It better heal well.![]()