Okay, so I just finished "Hell Week", which for those of you not involved in theater is the a last week before a show opens. For me, since I am a stitcher and a Spot light operator, it means being at the school working for ten hours. This week I was doing so with very little sleep, and due to financial troubles, very little food. (Like one small meal a day, two if I'm very lucky). So the show opened Friday, Played saturday until late, and then played a matinée show this afternoon. So, I was really looking forward to my day off tomarrow. Also, it was hella hot today, so April and I decided to hurry with our chores and go to the river to relax and play like otters do. We finish or chores at 6 and head to the river. I take off my pants and run straight into the water, a short ways out I thought i stepped on a sharp rock so I limp back to shore to put my shoes on but as I get there, my sister notices that my foot is gushing blood. Holy crap! So, we tie my bandana around it and head back up the hill to get to the bridge that goes over the river. So I'm bleeding everywhere and trying to get up the hill with my foot throbbing with pain, I was hella limping. So we get up the hill and my sis props me against something while she goes across the bridge to get the car so she can take me to the hospital. So I'm waiting for her, and the bleeding is getting worse, and I'm getting to the point I can barely stand, and people are passing me by, pretending they don't see me (This world is so fucked up a swear). Well one guy comes by on a bicycle and asks if I'm alright I try to say I am, but I find I can;t really talk, so he come sover and says something like, you're bleeding really bad, you should put that up. So we get my foot resting on teh bridge elevated a little bit, and then he starts talking to me, asking if her should call an ambulance, and I'm telling him my sister is coming from the parking lot, and ym vision is going dark and I'm starting to get nauseas a tired so I sit down, and then as soon as I'm down, i try and go all the way down but he came over to my face, and was trying to get me to repeat the answers to the questions he asked like "Do you remember my name/" "Craig" "Good, okay let's just sit up, okay?" LIke I almost seriously passed out from losing so much blood, if he hadn't have been there. So then my sister rolls up and he and some other lady who had showed up (I couldn;t see her very well since my vision was going black) help me into the car and we go straight to the hospital. Looks like a narrowly avoided stitches, but I had to get a tetanus shot, and some pain pills and eh, a work note. I got the work not because I can't go anywhere and I have to keep my feet elevated for six days. It's sucks. I'm going to be so freaking bored!