The fun, FUN story of how I punctured my foot.

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Ok, so the day started off with my dad waking me up at 5:30 AM this morning. I'm not a morning person, so i kind of just laid there for maybe 10 minutes before i realized I needed to take a shower. So I hop out of bed(literally) and then I felt this pain travel up my foot through my leg. I immediately fell over in pain and looked to see what i stepped on. You know that pin that goes through one of the little wholes to keep your belt on? Yeah, I stepped on that.

So I crawl to my parents room, to find them watching tv even though i had screamed when i stepped on the belt. My dad gets up to take a look at my puncture(It's a whole. . . I just like the word puncture more) and he says "it'll be fine! just wash it off in the shower." So i get in to the bathroom, and when I look at it I KNOW it's much worse then what my dad must have seen in the dark. I saw a small(Maybe a centimeter deep) massively bleeding whole.

I took my shower, but that helped like putting soup in your eye(except your eye is on the bottom of your foot.) and when i asked to stay home from school because it hurt like hell they both said that i was over reacting and to put a band-aid on it. I put 3. It bled through all 3 and my sock.

I'll stop here for now and put the rest later.(tired of typing)
 
That's lame, parents >.> your story is even making MY foot hurt o.o

Get well soon D:
 
djman900 said:
not gunna bother to read
I'll sum it up for you:
I stepped on my belt, caused a centimeter sized whole in my foot, my parents didn't care, and sent me to school anyway. ^^
 
ouch... if it had been bleeding that much, you should have gotten stitches. maybe like 1 stitch would have been enough to close it off to stop the bleeding because that's a LOT of bleeding. you're going to be feeling it even more tomorrow... :/ i'd take some tylenol or some kind of pain/fever/swelling reducer before you go to sleep, and when you wake up... you're going to be in some pain.
 
Nedrian said:
ouch... if it had been bleeding that much, you should have gotten stitches. maybe like 1 stitch would have been enough to close it off to stop the bleeding because that's a LOT of bleeding. you're going to be feeling it even more tomorrow... :/ i'd take some tylenol or some kind of pain/fever/swelling reducer before you go to sleep, and when you wake up... you're going to be in some pain.
You don't think I have? tylenol=epic win!
EDIT: Also, I probably SHOULD have, but my mom's a nurse and apparently she's "seen worse"
 
OK, now to continue

So, my dad developed SOME kind of humanity, since he drove me to school instead of having me walk.(I live right around the corner from school) I got in, dropped my Ski trip papers off at the main office and went into the cafeteria.(In our school, unless you have a pass, you need to wait in the cafeteria till 7:20 then they let us go to lockers and classes and such) I went over to my first table(where the anime geeks sit) and sat down near my friend Anna her boyfriend that she won't admit is her boyfriend Tan and her creepy stalker, Matt.
Now, Anna is "friends" with this girl named Freddi. According to Freddi, she's had the hardest life EVER and needs to be pitted! BOOHOO!!! *sarcasm* So she comes up to us when I was just telling Anna about my Super wonderful morning and she eves drops(like the ~CENSORED~ she is) And she starts complaining about how her dad just DOESN'T get her and how her life is SO miserable!!! I'm pretty she was trying to top me in misery.

So I ignore her and go to see my friends at the second table.(actors, dancers, singers, ect.) and so I start to tell my story. . . again and guess who follows me?
No really guess ^^
 
watercat8 said:
So I ignore her and go to see my friends at the second table.(actors, dancers, singers, ect.) and so I start to tell my story. . . again and guess who follows me?
No really guess ^^
Yoda?
 
GOOD JOB! lol, yeah It was Freddi. Apparently once she starts she doesn't have an off switch.
so getting back to the story Freddi flows me to table 2 so she can continue with her misery and at that point i pretty much didn't want to put up with her so i said "look Freddi, I'm really not in the mood. . ." and she says" O, what you think just because you have a little cut on your foot it gives you the right to act like a *censored.4.0* all of a sudden. . . blah blah" I stopped listening at that point and just kind of took most of it. Then i walked of while she was still talking because truthfully, i really didn't give a crap at that point.
on another note i was stuck walking across the school, with a school bag that weighs 15 lbs (i put it on a scale) up and down stairs. . . we have elevators i just didn't have time to wait for them(in the bright side, my right leg is stronger from supporting my whole body all day) and then English hit. English is supposed to be an easy subject right/ well, it is when your teacher doesn't hate you.
My English teacher hates me. Wanna know how i know? Because, 1 week ago we had to do 50 note cards for this one project and she gave mine back to me because i "did them wrong." So i went home, redid the 50 note cards the way she said i should, and came back and she said "o, I'm sorry i don't need those. You DID do them right. I just need the other ones back." And, of course, she didn't bother to E-mail me this(all of our teachers have our e-mail addresses) BEFORE i threw them out. So I had to do them all over AGAIN.
enough talk about last week, today she pulled me out of class. On this ONE DAY she had to pull me out of class because "Your nit fitting in with the regular curriculum and i think you need to go into a foundations class." This made me laugh. Because back in catholic school(where i used to go) we were forced to take this thing called the Terranove test. In the English section, i scored 98% out of all the people in the US that had to take this test. So I'm PRETTY sure i don't need to go into a foundations English. But you know, god hated me today.
the day went pretty much like that. and at the end of my BEST DAY EVER my dad surprised me. . . with a visit to the oral surgeon!(O joy of joys) Yeah at the end of the day i found out that i need surgery. what kind of surgery? well the kind where they brake a small part of your jaw so they can take out this old tooth and put in a new one. . . over the course of 3 months!(not just one time going under)

and THAT my children wast the worse day of my life. and i didn't even tell you what else happened at school but i don't feel like it at this point. Any questions? ^^
 
i really feel bad for you... i mean usually at a post like this i'd have a response like,"get over it and stop whining..." but this seems pretty legitimate, lol. on the bright side, maybe when you go to the oral surgeon you won't have to actually go under all the time - just ask for laughing gas and it will make all of your problems float away like a butterfly on a pink cloud. <3
 
Nedrian said:
i really feel bad for you... i mean usually at a post like this i'd have a response like,"get over it and stop whining..." but this seems pretty legitimate, lol. on the bright side, maybe when you go to the oral surgeon you won't have to actually go under all the time - just ask for laughing gas and it will make all of your problems float away like a butterfly on a pink cloud. <3
yay, laughing gas! and don't worry, ranting online is apart of how i get over it. ^^
 
Yikes.

Probs hurt as much as when I dug my head in the bedside table... Bled everywhere... Blech I don't wanna think about it. But now theres a dent in my forehead and I got let off school for the day for it. So... Er... Yeah.
 
That is.....That is .....Just Stupid they made you go to school that is a load.
 
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