
I want to go, I want to go, I want to go there too.
20100526
Today, of all days.
So last night my boss and I and a friend of mine who also works with us all went out to get drinks. I am embarrassed to say that I got drunker than I should have off of what little I did have... So then, I wake up not wanting to go to my class but force myself to anyways and what happens? As I am exiting the bus, still in hangover haze, I fail to pay attention and get my foot trapped under the wheelchair ramp as the driver tries to get it all situated for the handicap that wants to exit. I calmly react to the situation and let him help me, but as soon as my foot is free, my heart begins to race and it is all very clear. I can see my foot swelling, not bleeding, but turning red and purple and so forth. The driver wanted to call a squad car but I was already too embarrassed and since it wasn't bleeding I would have felt ridiculous. Instead I cried on my way to class and told my professor who helped me get some ice. It's going to be pretty gnarly. Blah blah blah. I wish I had just stayed in bed.
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