Now for the story that we have all been waiting for *drum roll*
How Hilary Hurt Her Wrist
by Hilary HuddlestonSo I woke up well on Wednesday and got ready for school and all that fun jazz. Well, every day after I get done getting ready I play with my english bulldog, Victoria, if I have time.
She brought me her deflated soccer ball that she likes for me to throw and I tossed it a few times. Sometimes when I go to throw it she tries to grab it out of my hand before I can throw it so that we can play tug-o-war. Well, I went to go throw it and she lunged to get it and her mouth collided with my wrist.
It hurt like a fucking bitch.
I screamed and held it and Vicky came over to see what was wrong. My mom came down and I told her what had happened. Since I really wanted to go to school she gave me some aspirin and I went off.
I wasn't at school for twenty minutes before I realized that it hurt to bad to write, move it, or even set it down. I called her and she came to get me.
I knew that calling her meant going to the hospital but it hurt so bad that I thought it might be broken and I wanted to make sure.
We went to the hospital.
As soon as we got in there I started screaming and crying. I have panic attacks when I go in hospitals. I sat in a chair while my mom went to go get my hospital bracelet. I just sat there and cried and screamed. She came back and the bracelet was put around my wrist.
They led me back to one of the little beds with me screaming "No" and having to be pulled.
I sat on the bed and they took x-rays and finally after the x-rays, when I couldn't cry anymore, I calmed down and tried to sleep.
They came back and told me that it wasn't broken but I was going to have to wear a brace on it for a few weeks because it was badly bruised.
They gave me a brace and we left.
I could have gone back to school but after the panic attack I was just so tired that I came home and slept for five hours.
I'm still in my brace and my wrist still hurts really bad.
Victoria is okay and tries to eat my brace nightly.
The End