Accident.....
Yesterday when I was in the barn feeding the cows some hay and while I was cutting off the twine around the hay I accidently slipped with the knife and slit my nose. I didn't realize I had cut myself until I felt something warm and wet pour down from my nose! so I ran into the house and put some badage on. I was lucky it wasn't one of my eyes.....
it wasn't so bad though, just a small cut, not even an open sore, but the scary thing was that I didn't feel any pain at all, and there was no blood on the knife so it must have happened so fast that my nose didn't start to bleed until a seconds later.
but since I promised my mother before she took off to the Canary Islands that I would let her know if anything should happen, I wrote her a text message which said:
"There was an accident in the barn today,
I accidently slipped with the knife and slit up my nose,
but it's okay, it has stopped bleeding now....."
(He!He!)
to which she answered:
"are you kidding?"
and I wrote
"No! I have a plaster on my nose, ask my stepgrandma, and she'll tell you!"
and then I didn't hear anymore from her!
But I guessed she must have thought that I'd slit up my whole face, or something!
and when I told her that I had a plaster on my nose and was not bleeding to death in the emergency ward waiting for a doctor to stitch my face togheter, she probably understood that it wasn't so bad as it might have sounded from the text message!
So today I'm a little sore on my nose, other than that it's really not so bad, but I think I will have a pretty nice scar though........
it wasn't so bad though, just a small cut, not even an open sore, but the scary thing was that I didn't feel any pain at all, and there was no blood on the knife so it must have happened so fast that my nose didn't start to bleed until a seconds later.
but since I promised my mother before she took off to the Canary Islands that I would let her know if anything should happen, I wrote her a text message which said:
"There was an accident in the barn today,
I accidently slipped with the knife and slit up my nose,
but it's okay, it has stopped bleeding now....."
(He!He!)
to which she answered:
"are you kidding?"
and I wrote
"No! I have a plaster on my nose, ask my stepgrandma, and she'll tell you!"
and then I didn't hear anymore from her!
But I guessed she must have thought that I'd slit up my whole face, or something!
and when I told her that I had a plaster on my nose and was not bleeding to death in the emergency ward waiting for a doctor to stitch my face togheter, she probably understood that it wasn't so bad as it might have sounded from the text message!
So today I'm a little sore on my nose, other than that it's really not so bad, but I think I will have a pretty nice scar though........
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