Yesterday was not a good day. I could not go to work because the transmission on my car broke and when I finally realized there was no other option but take it to the Mazda authorized dealer says it will take a day to tell me what it is going to really cost me but he told me to be prepared because it can cost me $2,400.00 (American Dollars!!!!!!!!!). Plus $150 if I don´t want to be one whole week without a car. Donations accepted! But that is not what caused the bump on my head.
If the pain of being over $2,400 deeper in debt was not enough, when I got home from the dealer, Tate (the Bishop's son - Age 5) was passing by on his bike with a friend (Justing - Age 7) and asked me if I could make him some Origami. He really likes my origamis and told me that another friend (a girl) did not believe that I could make birds with paper (silly girl!). I thought of making something more fun than the bird for the boys and made them airplanes that glide really cool. I used to make those when I was a little kid in Brazil and the cool thing about that airplane is that it glides back to you like a boomerang. I love those planes! I could not resist but play in the front yard with them!!! So, there we were, Tate, his little friend and I playing in the front yard with the paper airplanes when brother Tarr came over with adult stuff (dang it!).
He came over the fence to talk about the rocks from his backyard that he is donating to me so I can bury the stupid weeds that took over my backyard. As he mentioned that he was going to try and open my back fence I ran into the house and told my wife to come over and see what we were going to do. Then I ran like crazy to meet him in the backyard but Tate and his friend had placed their bikes on the driveway so I tried to avoid the bicycles. I bent my knees to go under this part of the house that comes out above the basement window. Because I did not bend enough as I ran I bumped my head on the aluminum corner of the house and the bump was so strong that I fell on the ground but not only that: there was a piece of the aluminum that went cutting the top of my head (for those that know that I broke my head when I was a kid this was like dejavous).
So my wife gives me a towel to stop the bleeding and takes me to emergency care. I took my laptop with me since I knew it was going to take a long time before they would staple the top of my head back together. Since I like doing genealogy that is what I did. With some napkins on my head once the bleeding stopped I went on working on a family history book I am doing. Isn´t it funny how you have to wait so long in the emergency room? Why do they call it emergency anyway? Besides, Wendy made a good point that doctor do "practice" (as in they don´t know yet?) and we have to be "patient". Oh well. I had no choice but be patient. Then the nurse came and took me to another room where I had to wait again. Maybe in the doctor´s office we should be called "waiters" instead of "patient". Then comes the doctor.
He was a young guy who is "practicing", I could tell. He comes and starts talking to me while I am sitting on that bed with the big toilet paper that covers it (sorry, it rolls like a big toilet paper. It always made feel uncomfortable but at the same time you know it has not been used so it is OK) and I cannot stop typing on the laptop even with this pain in my head. He gives that look at the laptop and I have to stop. I did warn him to be nice because that was family history and there was a lot of dead people watching. I told him to watch out for some of them pulling his leg at night in case he did not do a good job. He seemed to have accepted the warning but when he started shooting me with anesthetic in the head it hurt!!!! I asked him to put more but it was useless. That is what happens at the dentist too. My nose and my eyes get numb at the dentist because he tries to get me numb and can´t. Oh well. Wendy, who is watching all this, starts laughing like a hyena. She tought it was funny to see my scalp going up in a big ball of anesthetic on the top of my head and tears start coming out (of her eyes of course, from laughing). Then he starts stapling my head (only four staples which was not that bad). I could feel two of them and the other too found the numb spots.
So, I ended my day in pain and with a big bump as you see in the picture and the painful thought that I will be $2,400 more in debt now. That was my adventure for yesterday. Come back because you may be able to read about the day I really cracked the head open. Have a nice day and watch out. You can be attacked by the corner of your house too. It happens all the time.
