Saturday, January 29, 2011
Day 28 {a scar i have and its story}
I have a scar on my left cheek - just below my eye. When I was six years old I was with a bunch of kids from church, at church - our moms were having a bible study. Actually, I was supposed to be doing school while the other kids played (unfair, right?) but I put it off for as long as I could. Well, I finally decided to get my school books (so as not to be in trouble). I ran out of the classroom we were in and across the enormous room. (Who can resist running around a big, empty room?)
Well, that was just the problem. I tripped and hit my head on one of the sharp corners of an old wooden coat racks we had (which is where my book bag was) and...blood, instantly, was everywhere. I don't remember if I screamed or what, but I do remember yelling at one of my friends to get our teacher! She actually just stood there, staring at me. =D Helpful, right? Mom heard me and came running downstairs, and then practically dragged me to the church kitchen. (I was not in the frame of mind to be able to walk. =D )
Mom called Dad (he was at the church office - he was the pastor) and they ended up taking me to the hospital and I got, like 5-6 stitches. Moral of the story? Avoid old, sharp, wooden coat hanger/rack things. At all cost. =D
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2 comments:
Hmm yes... will do. =D
Glad you turned out to be ok though!
Sounds like a delightful experience--not! I've never had to get stitches and I don't intend to get them...glad you were alright. =)
Thanks for the advice about the old, sharp, wooden coat hanger/rack things! ;) I'll be sure to take note of it...
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