Story Time: My Trip To Urgent Care
Here we go...
The day before the incident, I got my cartilages pierced. I was really pleased with how it looked and I couldn't wait to go show it off to my friends. It hurt a bit when I touched my piercings, but that's just because they were still sore.
The next day I woke up at eight in the morning for my daily jog. I tied my hair up in a tight bun grabbed my sneakers and ran outside. After one mile my bun loosened and my hair started falling down on my face. It really started to bother me, but I didn't want to stop and fix my hair, so I roughly threw it back behind my ear. I must have had too much energy, because when I pushed my hair back it tangled with my earring and pulled it a little too hard. I felt a bit of pain, but I ignored it and continued running.
When I got back home, I hopped up the stairs and headed straight to the bathroom to take a shower. But, when I looked in the mirror, there was blood smeared across my ear and dripping down my shoulder. Lovely.
I tied my hair back up and cleaned myself up, so I could take a better look at the problem. My earring was pulled so far back, that it was almost yanked right out of my ear. The earring itself was right under the skin of my ear, so the little diamond stud wasn't visible from the front of my ear anymore.
I took tweezers and tried to get it out, I tried pushing it back forwards, and I tried a bunch of other stupid things, but my ear swelled up. I probably made it worse, because it was so painful, so I woke my mom up and told her what happened. She got so mad at me. I think she was just in shock at how brutish I must have been in order to let this happen.
After debating on what we should do, we decided to go to Urgent Care, because at least we could ask them to numb it before removing the earring. It was so painful.
When we got to Urgent Care they told us to wait in one of the rooms and they'll send someone to look at it. I have an irrational fear of surgeons, probably from watching too many horror movies growing up. Anything that resembles a hospital scares me, it's kind of ironic. So, sitting there in the Urgent Care room was making my knees weak. And, the fact that my doctor looked like the grim reaper didn't help calm my nerves at all.
He was three times my height, skinny as hell, and the dark bags under his eyes made his pasty skin look even paler. When he started speaking his voice was so soft and quiet, I instantly felt the goosebumps running up my arms.
I told him what happened, then he proceeded to examine my ear with his dark little beady eyes. He then numbed my ear and grabbed a scalpel. At this point I was ready to die. I felt my blood run cold at the sight of the small blade in his big meaty hands. Just end me now.
He put the scalpel down and said he could probably just pull it out. Wait, what? He grabbed the back of my earring and the top of my head then POP he just pulled that sucker out. Blood and numbing medication dripped onto my shirt, but he cleaned up my ear and gave me back my earring.
Seriously? I paid money for this guy to yank out my earring?
Before I left he gave me a little first aid kit and an Urgent Care sticker. I was seventeen at the time, but I still took that sticker with a smile on my face.
That was such a stupid reason to go to Urgent Care, this all could have been prevented if I was just a bit more gentle pulling my hair back. Whenever I think back and remember this day, I always laugh at myself.
I recently cut my hair into a short bob, so I don't have to ever worry about that happening to me again. But, I still have yet to get my ear re-pierced...
Before the incident
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