Well this is my first post and I thought I would start out on an interesting note because I have had a somewhat interesting life. I will first start out with a story from when I was about four years old.
When I was a kid I did a lot of stupid things. One night when I was in my playroom, I somehow ended up cutting my lip open and blood squirted everywhere. ( To this day neither my parents or I can tell you how I did this.) Anyway my parents did the sensible thing and rushed me to the hospital when the doctors recommended that a specialist to sow up my lip. So my parents walk in with me to the specialist and he tries to knock me out with that anesthetic but I end up taking over twice the recommended amount for my age and I am still awake. So what the doctor ends up doing is this routine. The doctor puts one stitch in my lip, I cry and scream, and when I take a breath the doctor ends up putting another stitch in my lip. This repeats until the doctor finishes putting the stitches in my lip. After my parents finally leave the hospital and on the car ride home is when I finally fall asleep. The worst part about this story is on the car ride home I ended up pulling out all of the stitches in my lip so I am left with a white scar on my lip to remind me of this experience. If I want to remove the scar then the doctors have to rebreak my lip and stitch it up again. So I am just going to have to live with this scar for the rest of my life. At least on the bright side I have this interesting story to tell.
Well I hope you enjoyed this first story and if this post is well received then I will post more stories from my life.