just got back from the ER. i took a SLAPSHOT to my head last night, directly to my right ear.
i cannot adequately describe the pain i experienced. let's just say... it was FUCKING PAINFUL. i initially thought i had lost conciousness for only a second. but now i suspect it was for much longer more than that. i ended up several DOZEN feet away from the spot where i last remember being. the first thing i heard was, "Oh SHIT!" from someone standing next to me. i bled all over him.
and memory?...what memory? i don't remember SHIT. today, yesterday, tomorrow, whenever. i don't remember shit. thank you god! praise the lord!
Concussion, 7 stitches in my ear. MY FRICKIN' EAR! NO, not soft cushion-y MEAT... just cartiledge and SKULL.
and, if you are a good person, god -- himself -- may decide to bless you by assigning a young, inexperienced intern to stitch up my ... er... i mean your ear. again, only if you are "good."
FUCK!!!!! the stitching goddamm hurt like fucking hell. the intern took an hour to do ONE stitch. Then a (REAL) doctor came in and--angrily--took the needle away from the intern and finished up the remaining 6 stitches in a few minutes.
dear god...thank you for the intern-torture. i was divinely inspired by the pain... which i divinely deserved. thank you, oh holy one, thank you.
all the best, bud. but remember -- cuts heal and bruises fade but blood draws a 2 minute penalty
(used to be on my answering machine greeting. really)
aarias19
Posted by: angeloxin | Wednesday, July 06, 2005 at 05:34 PM