Another Blab about how accident prone I am.
So I 2 - 3 years ago I lived in a golf estate, I picked up golf balls so I could sell them back to the estate.
There was this shallow ditch for the rain water floods?? If that makes sense?? Anyways I kinda fell into that, hopped up stairs to the apartment to get it treated. Well just wrapped because my dad didn't take me to a dr to check it out.
2 weeks later still with the injured ankle, i was using my dresses to keep me up and my ankle gave out under me( the injured one) ...
Another 2 weeks go by and guess what my ankle gave out again while I was in the shower.
I said fuck it and grabbed my dad's old boot he had when he broke his ankle. I think I was in the boot for about a month before I could walk properly.
As I'm writing this and thinking how my parents reacted to me getting hurt vs my aunt reacting to my cousin getting hurt there is such a huge difference.
Whenever I hurt an wrist, knee or ankle I was never actually taken to a dr.
Meanwhile when my cousin gets a sprain she is rushed to a dr, to see if the injury is serious or if it could just be wrapped.
It kinda frustrates me because maybe these injuries could have been treated?? Even scrapes as a kid was brushed off and I was told it's nothing you're fine.