Hey guys! I just thought I would fill you in on my day. It all started when I was at church. church was now over and I was waiting for my dad, I was standing beside the stage, now on both sides of the stage there is a flag pole, on one side there is the america one, and on the other there is a random flag. So I was just standing there, minding my own business when a flag pole fell and hit my face. On the top of said flagpole there is a spike, kind of like a spear, so anyway, it scratched my cheek, I reached up and felt a dent but there wasn't any blood (yet) and then I started crying, not entirely sure why, it want hurting (yet) so my dad took me to the bathroom and started trying to stop the bleeding. A bunch of people came in and started looking at my cheek (the cut was very close to my ear) and they were all saying I would need stitches, I didn't think I needed stitches, it wasn't that bad. But the pain was starting to get worse. So my dad took me to the urgency care, there everyone was at lunch, so we had to wait 20 minutes, the pain was getting pretty bad by then. Finally someone came and signed us in. But then I had to wait another 10 minutes for someone to come. Finally they took us in and dumped a bucket if water all over my face and then put glue in the wound to hold it together. The most painful part was when she got the glove stuck to my face, so that took a while to get off. Finally they let us go.  Then my dad took me to subway (which made everything better) and now I'm home. And I think I forgot to mention that my friend had been messing with the flag pole before it fell. So now if I have a scar I'll always think of her.
Hope your day was better than mine!
Kirsten😶