-own every Disney DVD
-have a walk in closet (hello! Every girl's dream!)
-visit Ireland (done...April 2008!)
-go to the Full House house in San Francisco
-have a dog for it's entire life (in the process...got Lily when she was a puppy)
-visit every continent
-do a 5k (color run on May 7!)
-get lasik eye surgery (I would love love love to not have to wear contacts or glasses anymore)
-visit the Great Wall of China
-swim with the dolphins
You get the picture. But I also have always had the *oddest* desire. I have always wanted to be the patient in the back of an ambulance. I know that must sound really stupid (believe me, my GM at the restaurant told me yesterday when I told him that). I attribute it to watching years of ER and Grey's Anatomy. I always said it would be if I had a kid and my water broke at school. Or something obvious like being in a car accident.
Yesterday, I "achieved" it. I was at work at the restaurant and suppose to work a double. Suppose to being the key words. It was towards the end of the lunch shift and our busser was being super slow with doing rollups of silverware. And even unloading the bus buckets. He was just leaving them right by the dish station. I had 3 tables at this point (2 were waiting for their food and 1 was eating/waiting to pay) so I was trying to be helpful by unloading the bus bucket. I was putting glasses in the racks (like I have done in the past) so they could go through dish to be washed.
One of the glasses slipped and fell, breaking on my foot. I screamed because one, I have no pain tolerance and two, I wasn't really sure what happened. We have to wear non slip shoes and I have always worn non slip crocs. Never gave me a problem. My manager Kyle came running and was like "Holy $h*t" when he saw my foot because it was just dripping blood. Luckily one of my co-workers Bryan is an EMT so he came over to try to get the blood to stop. They wheeled me into the office so Bryan could try to get it to stop (it still wasn't at this point). Kyle had to do my checkout and one of my other co-workers Henry took my 3 tables that were still there. Since they couldn't get it to stop bleeding (it was my big toe) they had to call 911 because I had to go to the hospital. So everyone starts laughing since I had said like 3 hours before how I wanted to go in an ambulance. It was a weird/odd "bucket list" goal and something you probably should not wish to happen.
4-5 EMTs came, 2 cops and mall security. I was shocked! One of the EMT's was finally able to get it to stop bleeding and then they took me on the stretcher out. I went to the nearest hospital and the ride was interesting. People should move over when they see an ambulance. The EMTs in the back said that normally doesn't happen and even though I wasn't critical, they still had sirens on. They were driving in the grass at one point. So this is my PSA: MOVE OVER WHEN YOU SEE AN AMBULANCE/FIRE TRUCK/COP CAR WITH SIRENS ON!
Once I got to the hospital, I had to wait about 30-45 minutes before I got a room. I didn't want to call my mom because it was her birthday and I didn't want to bother her! My friend Marisa eventually came. Once I was in the room, they had to irrigate it and I ended up with 4 stitches. I do have to go back in 7-10 days to get the stitches removed. I had to call Med Corps for work and the restaurant had to fill out the worker's comp injury from the hospital. I was sitting in the hospital thinking "Oh crap my insurance card is at home!" but luckily the company has to pay for everything.
I spent the majority of my time on Snapchat and only have a few on instagram. I sat in a wheelchair for 30-45 minutes before I got a room.
I was sad my manager Kyle said I could no longer where my non slip crocs but glad I am okay. :)