im often confused with the guy who came up with the idea for the bread bowl. 18 years of skin and bones. im an adrenaline junkie despite my acute motion sickness.
so last summer about the middlish of june some bitch had to run a stop sign causing a car crash and resulted in me breaking my right arm (which is my dominant hand btw)
oh and did i mention i got a job the same day? womp.
then, just when i got my cast off and a new job and told i was the best waitress, i was exploring an abandoned building (which is not unusual for me believe it or not) and guess who fell through the top story and breaks the same arm and this time had to get a metal plate.
ME. so even though ive gotten hurt in the passing seasons, there has been nothing too serious UNTIL NOW.
so theres little ol me who just got a job at famous daves when one tuesday i convinced my friends to go ropeswinging after our weekly qdoba run.
i was actually doing awesome until….i didnt make to the water on one jump. yep you guessed it.
I BROKE BOTH BONES IN MY ARM AND THE METAL PLATE
so here i am, laying here, depressed, jobless, and with now 2 metal plates in my arm and 75 mg of some medicine that makes me hallucinate
id pay anyone to kill me. ill post a pic of my xray soon.
