Well readers im back in Gainesville so that means more blog post! Hopefully... This summer was one of the best and i will keep throwing stories from my event full past over the next couple post. The most vivid part of my summer was also the most painful. Over the summer i had the best job in the world, i was a pool manager. So i got paid to tan and look at beautiful women. Along with the manager position i was a dive coach for our pools league. If you dont know much about diving there is a part of the dive meets that is called open where basically anyone any age can dive and score points for your team. So i thought i would dive open for the next meet we had. The day of the meet, i happened to be working as well and about hour before my shift ended i was going to practice some dives for that night. My first dive was reverse 1 1/2 with a 1/2 twist, if you dont know what that is check the video. Anyways during my rotation i heard this loud pop as if the board snapped or came loose or something, but after completing my flip i realized... the board hit my head. Being the manager i cant allow blood to get into the pool or we would have to close for the day so i got out of the water as fast as i could and assessed the situation. My first question... Am i bleeding? The answer haha heck yes. I looked down at the ground and sure enough i saw red dripping from the top of my head. Now all of this took place around two o'clock that afternoon and i had not eaten all day, this is what scared me the most. The pain was not as bad as i always imagined when i feared hitting the board, so that was a plus. While bleeding i nonchalantly moon walked my way to the first aid office. See i had to stay calm because i was already loosing blood at such an extensive rate and if i freaked out and made my heart race the amount of blood loss would increase therefore causing my chances of passing out much more probable. Where one of my guards was sitting. I didnt know how bad it was until i saw his face. My face was covered in blood along with half my chest. My next and only other question was staples or stitches? To find out we sat down and they poured cold water on my head and quickly said staples. At that same time i looked down to make sure no blood was getting on my friends bathing suit that i borrowed that day and a pool of blood fell into my hands. This was bad... see i have not eaten all day and my head is gushing blood. Its only a matter of time until i pass out which would make for a really fun trip to the hospital. After dropping the pool of blood onto the hot pool deck i asked umm who wants to take me to the hospital? Some lady volunteered and we where off i made it to the hospital completely coherent and filled out some insurance information at the ER and then proceeded to the room where eight staples would be pushed into my head. Now this was the worst part, see in order to put staples in your head you need a lil help from a numbing agent. So the doc stuck a shot directly into the gash in my head. Five or ten minutes later staples started crunching into my head. I couldnt really feel it but i could hear a crunch every staple that was stuck into my head. That sensation will send chills down your spine. After four staples placed into my wound the doc decided two where out of place, so he just took em out and stuck in four more. Eight staples later i was put back together again. Unfortunately i was not able to dive that night but we still won the meet and i got hooked up with some free ice cream.
Video of the day: The attempted.
