Whewwwwwwwwwwww WE isn't that beautiful....? This story is an attachment of the night Trev was injured. So I had no idea he was hurt till the medical personel came to get me after the match. As any concerned panicked mother ( Ok maybe I am worse than some-most. I rushed to get my car in the back of the school and Had Trev wait by the front door. When I got up to run down the bleachers I just grabbed all my things in disarray. My purse was open, camera out of the bag hanging on my wrist, coat bearly under my arm. I rushed as fast as i could for that door and plowed through.
I was fumbling for my keys and couldn't find them for the life of me. So I put all my stuff on the ground next to the back door. I finally found the keys, pressed the auto unlock, rushed my hand to the handle grabbed and without looking obviously swung the door opened as fast as I could. Hmmmmmmmm lets see.......... First I felt as though I was gonna hit the ground, Next I felt like a cartoon when someone would use a fry pan, and the stars hit. finally since I was in such a frenzy I jsut got to my feet forgot about me and to the front I went. As Trev got in I put my hand to my head and said Oh God! that really hurt. As I brought my hand down I noticed blood. Suprising cause the cut was not huge.
Pete showed up got in and off we went. Not only did Trev get a ice bag at the hospital, but so did mom. So I am sure the blood immediatly started to pool. The 5 hours we sat it had time to fester. I asked how it looked at one point and Pete was like "Gezuz". He siad and I just thought you had really dark eyeshadow. Today the awesome coloring is gone, but I still have a eyebrow knot that hurst still when I rub my face or head without thinking.
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