In this blog I am going to tell you about my experience at the hospital. My first time was pretty serious. It was at my old building. My Grandma and I were the only ones home. I waas playing with my toys and my grandma was watching T.V.. I was throwing my toy around and it got behind the sofa so I decided to go get it. I moved the sofa a bit and leaned down to get my toy. Once I got up there was a hook facing down and when I got up the hook cut my head open. It was scary. I was bleeding like crazy. Quickly, my Grandma responds to my radical screaming and gets ice and water trying to stop my bleeding. Then my Dad came home and also tried cleaning it up. Next my Mom came and said to take me to the hospital. Finally, I found out it wasn't that bad and I got stitches on my head. That was the story about my trip to the hospital.
November 5, 2009 at 4:47 PM
wow, a trip to remember huh ? lol thats nice not everyday u get ur head split open. :)