Some of you have heard, some of you have not.
Let us rewind three nights ago. Every summer, the church for which I work takes a bunch of junior high students to the Lake of the Ozarks. We do our own week long camp where we are the counselors and event planners, etc. The first night, Tuesday, we played a night game called "Staff Search", where - obviously - the staff hides and the students have to find us. My first hiding spot wasn't very good, so after I was caught I decided to hide again. After some searching, I saw a canoe trailer hiding in the dark by the woods . I climbed to the top, thinking that I would be protected by the dark and also the height, which is above the sight line of a typical junior high student. I was sitting with my butt on the top rear rung facing the front of the trailer.
After several minutes a pack of junior highers pointed their flashlights at me. Now, in order to get the points for catching a staff member, they have to "tag" you, so the leader of the pack ran to the trailer and started climbing the back to get to me. Almost immediately, the whole trailer began to tip backwards and I found myself falling to the ground, yelling, "Get off! Get off!" I was afraid the whole trailer would land on top of myself and the student... then I hit the ground. I landed on my right hip/butt and I knew immediately that something was really wrong. I told the students to go back to home base and shortly after, returned. He tried to walk me to my cabin but I nearly passed out so I layed down on the ground. Brandon summoned the camp nurse who suggested a trip to the E.R.
Five hours, three X-rays, two cats scans, and a lot of invasive touching later I was in my very first hospital bed, hooked up to an IV and a vital signs monitor. The good news was that nothing was broken, but the wall of my abdomen was bleeding internally and my bladder was bruised, perhaps punctured. I stayed in the hospital Tuesday night, Wednesday night, and most of the day Thursday. The nature of my injury made it incredibly difficult to move my legs certain ways, including walking. The first three times that I attempted to stand and/or walk on my own I became dizzy and had to sit down. They let me go when the dizziness got better.
As for now, I am home. It is still quite difficult and painful to walk and I am unsure how long it will take to heal. The good news? While I was hospitalized Clarissa Explains It All arrived, which will keep me occupied while I am confined to my bed indefinitely.
