On the night of November 18th I decided to turn in a bit earlier then I wanted because I had school the next day and my T/TH classes were really intense. So after I had been with my friends for a casual birthday hangout at the house I called it a night and went to bed. Around what I think was about 2AM I woke up and had to use the bathroom. So I got up... worst mistake of my life. I should have just held it! I took one step out of bed and hit a picture frame with my shoulder that was hanging on the wall, but lets back track for a second.
On my side of the bed there is not much room between the wall and the bed. I kind of have to shuffle sideways if I actually want to walk alongside the bed and this picture frame in particular was in the worst spot. Prior to the accident I had knocked it over numerous times. I would just leave it on the floor for a while until my boyfriend or I would hang it up again. Just wanted to clear that up for those of you who think it was a drunken spoof or whatever else you wanted to come up with. Alright, back to the story.
Upon hitting this infamous picture frame for the last time I can only imagine what had actually happened because it was in the dark, but based on the cut and the picture frame afterwards I came up with this... So the frame fell when I hit it with my shoulder and broke, but when I tried to step again the glass had separated from the frame and when I stepped it was just at the perfect angle to kick my butt. Well I guess "kick my leg" would be more appropriate, but that doesn't sound right O_O. I somehow then managed to fall forward and slam into my boyfriend's drum set and land back on the bed. Somewhat startled I thought I felt something ON my leg and so I reached down with one hand and it felt weird. So I used the other hand to feel as well. I felt something wet, then pain and panic started to set in. Since it was dark in the room I had no idea what to expect. After I started screaming my boyfriend's name and he turned on the lights I got to see.
I saw what you only see on the internet, but this was real and it was happening to me. Once I saw it I immediately looked away. It was almost as if to say to myself, "this did not really happen" or "it isn't that bad", which unfortunately neither of these circumstances were true. Then what happened over the next hour or so, I remember happening in minutes. I looked away from my cut for some mental relief only to lift up my hands to see them and my arms covered in blood. It almost felt like a scene from a horror movie. I didn't pass out or go into shock, but my whole body was shaking like you can't even imagine.
After about an hour and a half I arrived at the hospital. The people in the ER were all gathered around trying to clean my wound and decide what to do. Whereupon I got the glorious title "Worst Injury of November" and they wanted to take pictures because they said, "medically speaking, this is awesome". So after the paramedics and security guard officially freaked me out with how I almost died, I ended up not getting taken care of in the ER and had to go to a private room and wait for over twelve hours to get surgery.
Once surgery was finished I was told that the glass cut through my Achilles tendon and three other tendons. During the surgery they were able to put everything back together. I was also told that two pieces of glass (one big and one small) had been embedded into my leg and those were removed as well.
So for those who are interested, that is what happened. It should be around six months before I don't walk with some form of a "gangsta limp" and around nine months to a year before I am able to function properly in my normal athletic routine. I have tried countless times to tell people a fake story for a good laugh that was so ridiculous they would know I was not telling the truth, but to be honest I can never do it. I just seem to regurgitate the real story over and over. So for those of you who are curious as to what happened or just wanted to see a picture there it is. But I do caution you, it is a graphic picture.
YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!
And with that, I'm out.
--Butterzz--
