Got home late friday night, my place was dark and I stepped on something sharp. The something sharp was my old DVD player that died on me earlier that week, and being such a big geek I opened it to see what was wrong with it. Since I know nothing in DVD repair I decided to declare it dead, it's been a loyal companion for 7 years it was time for it to rest in peace. I left the open remains in my leaving room, next to the door, to be sure to remember to take it out on friday morning. Obviously I forgot, and stepped on it's edge, sliced 3 of my toes open, living me in a blood bath wondering what to do next. I have to get to the hospital but i'm on a cut throat budget and can't afford a taxi run, I can't take the Metro i'm bleeding way too much and I can't walk. Only solution, I give my folks a call and 45 minutes later they arrive on my front step. There's no way I can go to the ER right now, i'm way too tired and my mother just pulled out a pill from her magic purse to help me sleep and stop the pain, so the ER will have to wait till the next day. 11:36 entering the Triage, this goes fast, i'm thinking it's not that bad!, They wrap my feet up and send me in the waiting room. The waiting room where I'll be living, sleeping, analyzing, suffering, talking to strangers for the next 10 HOURS!!!. I saw a guy with his index sliced up open by a 600lbs rock, a young girl who was involved in a bike crash, an old man with a chainsaw incident. By 6pm I knew everybody's story (which, if you know me, is totally unlike me to talk and get involve in strangers lives) but when you're bored out of your mind you find strange ways to entertain yourself. 9:30pm my name is called, I want to jump and scream my mind out like I won the freaking jackpot...I want to Hi-Five people on my way out like if my name was called on the Price is right, Come on Down!!. Room 9 (which I learned earlier that it was the Stitch room) I wait some more, a female Dr.Doogie gets in and tells me she can't stitch me up cause the accident happened more than 13 hours ago. Of course it's more that 13 hours!. I've been waiting here for 10 hours!!. At that point I don't care I just want to get out, so she did her thing, cleaned up my wounds, hurted like hell, and gave me a tetanus shot. at 10:00 I was out and on my crippled way.
Here's my swollen foot, took this pic while I was waiting in the ER, with people looking at me like I was a freak. I love the feeling ;)
