On sept 29th or some date around there i punched a window and it was cool....but i put my fist all the way through instead of stopping when my fist hit the window (like i should have) and that lead to my having a giant glass sharred tear through my hand as i pulled out of the window..... so i ended up cutting a vein and a tendent in my little finger.... it was nutts.....i bled like a stuffed pig...or something.....i probably lost like a milk bag full of blood..... surprizingly it didnt hurt at all...... so anyways this all took place at the old Whitby Psyche where my friends and I were breaking shit......so after i cut myself bad my friends took me to the nearest hospital.... so we drive a block up the road and find some shitty little hospital that isnt really a hospital anymore....its really just a place pregnant women goto for something to do with vaginas....anyways now i am there..but i am at the wrong door!!!!! so i am bleeding to fucking death and they wont let me in the shitty place because i am at the wrong fucking door!!!! so i start banging on the doors and windows and they are ignoring my bloody bitch ass like im not even there.....so i decide to write HELP ME! in blood on their fucking window and finally some dick nurse/secretary unlocks the door and says "you're at the wrong door go around" so i'm like "FUCK ME, i am bleeding here, i didnt know this was the wrong door!, what the hell does it matter what fucking door i go into to seek medical attention?" he closed the door again and ignored me around the time i said the 1st FUCK in that sentance so pretty much i was just entertaining my friends....... so then i walk around , walk in and BAM!!! before i can say hello i am tossed in a wheel chair???? so i am like WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? ITS MY HAND THATS FUCT NOT MY LEGS!!!! and they are like " calm down, u are in shock, u shouldnt be walking around, stay in the chair!"..... so i argue and say i am not in shock and they say " yes u are, u are cold and your face is flush" and i am topless at the time too buy the way cause i had to use my shirt to tie off the bleeding and shit immediately after i cut myself, so i say " of course i am cold it's freezing outside and i have no shirt! and i am flush because i have been up over 24 hrs and i look all shitty when i am tired" so then i am asked "does your hand hurt?" and i say NO! cause it didnt, and then i hear "well thats cause u are in shock, u will feel pain in a little while"......and let me tell u all now...THAT WAS BULLSHIT!! at no point after that did my hand hurt....

so anyways to make a long story short they wrapped my hand up and shipped my to another hospital in an ambulance....AGAINST MY WILL! i coulda had my friends drive me...but NO!....they strap me down to a stretcher and wheel my ass to an ambulance so they can send me a bill for $45 .... like a 2 min ride is worth $45 ....i have still not paid the fee, nor will i...fuck them!!!

so i get to the hospital,wait 2 hrs for a dr to clamp my vein and stitch my hand so i can go home and wait for my surgery that was given 2 WEEKS later by a plastic surgeon that had to reatach my vein and tendent.

its been 6 months now and i spent the last 2+ months in hand therapy where i have worked to finally regain proper use of my right hand

so what did i learn?

punching windows is more gooder when u stop your fist when u hit them...do not put the fist through them!!!

and my plastic surgeon didnt know what she was doing while putting my skin back together, and my hand was stitched like a fucking football and i have a creepy yet semi bad ass scar.

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