



Well what started to be an exciting evening... my first EY "NY Urban Professionals League" basketball game turned into my first trip to the emergency room. I got an elbow to the head and blood immediately started spewing everywhere. It finally stopped and I walked myself to the hospital... stopped a lady in scrubs on the street for directions and prognosis. She said I should get it checked out so I continued on to the hospital. I had to wait about three hours, but it turned out I needed five stitches so I guess it was worth it. I had the option between a plastic surgeon and the attending since it is on my face and I didn't really want a harry potter scar I went with the plastic surgeon. --- Update--- pic of me now... seems to be healing well, the stitches come out tomorrow
Oh my that looks bad.
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ReplyDeleteOh Courtney...that's not good! I hope it's better now :)
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