Back when I was a freshman in college, living in the dorms, I had a little incident where I banged my funny bone on the bunk beds. It hurt like a - well i don't know what! I remember dancing a little jig, holding my elbow. I sat down on the floor, and the next thing I know my roommate is standing over me yelling out my name. I had passed out. Fast forward to today, 6th period Grammar class. I had just sat down and was rolling up under my desk when I banged my kneecap on the corner where the drawers are. I said my "ow-ow-ows" and then that sick feeling crept over me, along with this grey tunnel-like feeling. The next thing I know I am laying face down - NOSE DOWN! - on the grubby orange carpet at school! It was like I was waking from a good night's sleep, but the first thoughts in my head were "why am I on the orange carpet at school," and "why is one of my shoes off," and "hummm, are we watching a movie? Is that why I'm laying down? (**note, I have never laid on the nasty school floor)," and "oh, my butt must look huge with my laying like this!" Then I heard my co-worker say my name and discuss with the other co-worker what! in the world! to do! Luckily the school nurse was in the hallway by my room, and they called her in to check on me. I had banged my head pretty hard, and had a knot come up. I had also busted my lip. Oh yeah, and my knee was still killing me! I couldn't help but laugh at myself, and the poor kids were FREAKED OUT! They thought I had had a seizure. I can only imagine the story they go home and tell their parents tonight. I'm better now, but I still have a monster of a headache. Just 2 more days left in this week; maybe I can make it through without damaging myself!
