It honestly felt like somebody had hit me over the head with a brick..I just sat on the stairs and burst into tears, and then saw all this blood dripping from my head. I thought I was going to pass out! as I walked into the kitchen and looked in the mirror my face and dressing gown was just covered in blood.
Should I phone an Ambulance or phone hubby... I ended up screaming down phone to hubby, "get here quick I am bleeding to death!!! ( NEUROTIC OR WHAT)
So I grabbed my tracksuit bottoms, " the ones I had on the night before; Well I couldn't go to the Hospital in my disgusting dressing gown!... I think hubby was shocked when he saw the state of me!!!
"Then all of a sudden" I looked down at my navy blue tracky bottoms, and to my "HORROR"
I spotted grains of " DRIED SPECIAL FRIED RICE" stuck on the bottom of my trackies, from the Chinese I had the night before. All I could think about was... how ashamed I was going up the Hospital like this, with dried rice stuck to my clothes. SHOULD I FLICK IT OFF!! Before he saw it... or try and cover it with my hand?... I think I must have made thing's worse because he kept asking me if my ankle was hurting.
He couldn't make his mind up to weather to glue my head, or leave it to heal on it's own. As the cut didn't look SO bad when they had cleaned me up..." YES I FLICKED IT OFF" I am ashamed to admit!!! And worst of all, he told me I cannot wash my hair for another four or five day's, which needed washing already.