I was at a house party in college...flirting with a boy I really liked...my Big from the sorority I was pledging interrupted at a very inopportune time, guy decided it was time to go anyway Enter a different guy who had a crush on me and was really drunk...he was a pretty big guy and I'm very petite (and was really skinny back then - pre-mommyhood) and he picked me up and flipped me, promptly dropping me (literally) on my head....I hit the corner of a table on the way down, hit the floor, bounced and slid backwards about six inches...gashed my head open (blood EVERYWHERE), immediately got a HUGE lump and had rug burn on the side of my head....
now...as if letting a DRUNK guy pick me up in the first place wasn't stupid enough...I didn't go to the ER b/c I had been drinking and was NOT 21 yet So I went to my big's and she kept an eye on me...we made it thorough the night and even though I had a horrible headache we figured everything was fine...
Til the next day at a chorale rehearsal where I just about passed out (I sing soprano, lots of high, held notes)...and ANOTHER cute boy encouraged me (and even offered to go with me) to go to the ER....turns out I had a pretty serious concussion...ended up with some pretty sweet muscle relaxers, missed a few days of classes...pretty sure I have a scar on my head, but not willing to shave my hair to find out (I'm not that stupid! lol)
so moral of the story? don't let big drunk (jealous) guys pick you up and flip you around...and if you have a head injury, don't sing really high notes
stupid thing: flirting with boys!
now...as if letting a DRUNK guy pick me up in the first place wasn't stupid enough...I didn't go to the ER b/c I had been drinking and was NOT 21 yet So I went to my big's and she kept an eye on me...we made it thorough the night and even though I had a horrible headache we figured everything was fine...
Til the next day at a chorale rehearsal where I just about passed out (I sing soprano, lots of high, held notes)...and ANOTHER cute boy encouraged me (and even offered to go with me) to go to the ER....turns out I had a pretty serious concussion...ended up with some pretty sweet muscle relaxers, missed a few days of classes...pretty sure I have a scar on my head, but not willing to shave my hair to find out (I'm not that stupid! lol)
so moral of the story? don't let big drunk (jealous) guys pick you up and flip you around...and if you have a head injury, don't sing really high notes
stupid thing: flirting with boys!
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