So, I have a scar on my ear
Feb. 16th, 2008 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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A very tiny scar, and you'd only see it if you got up very close and searched for it.
I got it when I fell off the bunk bed as a kid and scratched my ear up on the card table chair. Had to have stitches. My nose bled several times in the hospital waiting room. Was quite adamant about not having the stitches taken out, but eventually my parents, and reason, prevailed.
I just now told my sister how I fell - see, I'd had it in my mind that I could get off the top bunk upside down, and sort of flip or something directly onto the bottom bunk.
Well, midway between up and down, it occurred to me that my plan was lacking in a certain amount of... well... common sense. It wouldn't work.
And now I was stuck. I couldn't get where I wanted to go, and I couldn't get back up, either. After trying for a few minutes to find another way, I finally decided that the only thing I could do was to drop. So I did.
It would have worked, too, if it hadn't been for those meddling chairs.
Well, of course, after my family found out I'd fallen, and after they worked out that I was *bleeding* (I was trying to hide the evidence - at this point, I was pretty upset, and a little scared), they rushed me to the hospital, where I was very bored for several hours, until, sometime past midnight, I got sewn up.
I told the part to my sister that she didn't know about (the stuff inside my head, that is), and she commented that I must have been "panicking, and really scared". This actually took me by surprise, because, in fact, I *wasn't* scared to be stuck upside down! Annoyed, and not exactly happy, but not scared. I was pretty calm about the whole thing, right up until the point where I got hurt.
It occurs to me as well that there was a third option I never considered until just a few minutes ago. I could have called for help. But for some reason, that option never entered my head in my childhood, not then, and not on other occasions as well. I don't know if my life would have been better or worse if it ever had.
I got it when I fell off the bunk bed as a kid and scratched my ear up on the card table chair. Had to have stitches. My nose bled several times in the hospital waiting room. Was quite adamant about not having the stitches taken out, but eventually my parents, and reason, prevailed.
I just now told my sister how I fell - see, I'd had it in my mind that I could get off the top bunk upside down, and sort of flip or something directly onto the bottom bunk.
Well, midway between up and down, it occurred to me that my plan was lacking in a certain amount of... well... common sense. It wouldn't work.
And now I was stuck. I couldn't get where I wanted to go, and I couldn't get back up, either. After trying for a few minutes to find another way, I finally decided that the only thing I could do was to drop. So I did.
It would have worked, too, if it hadn't been for those meddling chairs.
Well, of course, after my family found out I'd fallen, and after they worked out that I was *bleeding* (I was trying to hide the evidence - at this point, I was pretty upset, and a little scared), they rushed me to the hospital, where I was very bored for several hours, until, sometime past midnight, I got sewn up.
I told the part to my sister that she didn't know about (the stuff inside my head, that is), and she commented that I must have been "panicking, and really scared". This actually took me by surprise, because, in fact, I *wasn't* scared to be stuck upside down! Annoyed, and not exactly happy, but not scared. I was pretty calm about the whole thing, right up until the point where I got hurt.
It occurs to me as well that there was a third option I never considered until just a few minutes ago. I could have called for help. But for some reason, that option never entered my head in my childhood, not then, and not on other occasions as well. I don't know if my life would have been better or worse if it ever had.
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Date: 2008-02-17 02:58 pm (UTC)Teehee.
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Date: 2008-02-17 02:58 pm (UTC)Teehee.