Thursday, October 20, 2005

It's All Your Fault

My older brother ordered a snowboard like a month ago and it finally came in. The package was "untouched" and you knw how sibling rivilary is. I wanted to see it and so I decided around dinner time that I was going to open it a little way.
For one the girls in our family never have had a snowboard and the boys have. Christmas like four winters ago, the boys got snowboards while the girls got skis - honestly how sterotypical is that. I'm still mad at my dad at that. I want tp snowboard and I still want to.
I was going to have myself a peek and my little brother told me I can't open it without my older brother Chris not there. So it became a little fight. Pushing each other around - the last push would end badly for one of us. The push was against the counter and then we both saw a puddle of blood. Not the most horrific - more a shock of anything. I started panically telling my little brother Josh to look on the bottom of his foot. He did and then I told him to lift his other one that's when I knew it was me and when the pain sunk in.

ADvisory... From this point on

That's when I started screaming. I was like mom I'm bleeding. She was like I told you someone was going to get hurt. I was screaming to my little sister to call 911 over and over again. She told Kelsi No, we'll run her to the hospital. And I was arguing with my mom. Kelsi was in a hesitated position. Then she came out and that's when she told Josh to get a towel and put pressure on it. She got the SUV started. She had to warm it up and I watched the blood to combine into one puddle. Then they both had carried me - I don't remember who carried what (my feet). I remember I saw blood trailing in the snow outside as I was getting carried and my dogs licking it. Gross. My mom was screaming for my siblings to clean it up and I was too. That's just too barbaric for me.

As we were going to the hospital - We drove a mile and a half and my mom pulled the vehicle over. What the Hell? This is when I was really freakin out. I'm going to die I would say, because this idea enetered into my mind. My mom said she was going to pass out - she saw a glimpse of my foot and I guessed it grossed her out, because she could see all the way through.

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