And no, not from drinking. Last night I was walking home from the bars and I got hit my a car. Or thrown into a brick wall. I'm really not sure as the concussion that I sustained has left me with no memory of the incident.
There are brief, sporadic flashes of seeing blood all over my hands, an Ambulance coming to pick me up and being fed into an MRI machine. Also, I kind of remember a member of Chicago's finest restraining me in a bed when I repeated tried to get up and leave the hospital.
Thankfully my iPhone survived intact which allowed me to call my brother, the Ex-Roomie and my brother's ex girlfriend, all of whom I told to "fuck off" several times. Not sure why. I had no idea where I was but eventually a nurse was kind enough to tell my brother's ex-girlfriend which hospital I was at, and she brought me back to her home and stayed up for most of the night making sure I wasn't unconscious.
I'm told not to sleep until later tonight, which is unfortunate since I'm exhausted and really sore.
This morning I walked to the corner from my brother's ex's place to get cigarettes. You should have seen the slightly horrified look on various people's faces. There are 3 huge abrasions on my face and also a bloody spot on my forehead. I guess I didn't need stitches, which I suppose is a good thing.
Not sure I'm even typing right now as my thought process is really slow. I think I'm gonna lie down.
There are brief, sporadic flashes of seeing blood all over my hands, an Ambulance coming to pick me up and being fed into an MRI machine. Also, I kind of remember a member of Chicago's finest restraining me in a bed when I repeated tried to get up and leave the hospital.
Thankfully my iPhone survived intact which allowed me to call my brother, the Ex-Roomie and my brother's ex girlfriend, all of whom I told to "fuck off" several times. Not sure why. I had no idea where I was but eventually a nurse was kind enough to tell my brother's ex-girlfriend which hospital I was at, and she brought me back to her home and stayed up for most of the night making sure I wasn't unconscious.
I'm told not to sleep until later tonight, which is unfortunate since I'm exhausted and really sore.
This morning I walked to the corner from my brother's ex's place to get cigarettes. You should have seen the slightly horrified look on various people's faces. There are 3 huge abrasions on my face and also a bloody spot on my forehead. I guess I didn't need stitches, which I suppose is a good thing.
Not sure I'm even typing right now as my thought process is really slow. I think I'm gonna lie down.
