Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Injured! Again...




At the end of the first week, we took a weekend break at a house (it belonged to the captain) on a private beach. The beach was extremely rocky, but the waves were kind of awesome so none of us really minded. I think I got in a solid 2 hours before I completely wiped out. I knew I was going to wipe out the second I stood up on my board, I just didn’t think it was going to hurt so much! The waves were breaking really shallow, so when I wiped out my head made contact with the ocean floor. Then as I was trying to get up, a very sharp ocean object impaled my foot.

My head didn’t really hurt at all, but my foot started to feel like somebody was trying to chop it off immediately! I did my best to make it back on my board and let the waves carry me in without drawing attention to myself, but I failed miserably. Halfway back to shore I had 3 guys flanking me helping me back to the beach. My foot was a bloody mess and it was stinging like a bitch! And I was really annoyed because it felt like a waterfall was pouring down my face and kept getting in my eyes, then I looked at my hands and noticed that it wasn’t water all over my face but blood. This is when I started to feel a little woozy, so basically just laid my head on my board and let the guys carry me to the beach.

I don’t exactly know when Bradley joined in on the action, but he definitely let his presence be known. He scooped me up and ran me all the way to the captain’s house. I was still dazed but not too dazed to be extremely annoyed with him! I am a grown man and I don’t need to be carried away like some seven year old. By the time we reached the captain’s house I was pretty out of it, and Bradley was really worried as the captain was taking a look at my face and foot. I looked a lot worse than I actually was! It was ridiculous how while I was gushing blood all over the place, I had to hold Brad’s hand and tell him that everything was going to be alright.

When it was all said and done, we used some liquid skin to close up the gash above my right eye, and I had to get a shot in my foot. I was actually out catching waves again the next day. If any of the guys weren’t sure we were a couple before this incident, I doubt there’s any way to hide it now! Only a person you are having intimate relations with would act the way Brad did at the beach when I got hurt. He’s such a homo it’s not even funny! Somebody needs to learn how to suck it up and be a man (Please no comments from the peanut gallery)! On the other hand my boyfriend totally kicks ass and he’s a big strong man and when I am hurt it’s kind of hot that he totally knows how to take charge…

4 comments:

Trevor said...

Shit dude! I don't care what you say, that looks fucking painful! There is no way you were back on a surfboard the very next day. I know I am a complete pansy and have no tolerance for pain, but you are really crazy sometimes. If I were you this would be grounds for me flying home and spending the rest of my summer in bed with my foot elevated.

Jason said...

PWnEd!!! That rocks man! If I had to pick one guy I knew could get stigmata and still go surfing, it would be you. Because everybody know RGB is one BADASS MOTHA-Shut-Yo-Mouth! I hope that tough guy image of yours wasn't too tarnished when your big muscley boyfriend had to carry you to safety. ;)

Andrew said...

Lol. I want a guy who can carry me when I'm hurt! Although I'm usually that guy... oh well. Next time I go scuba diving I'll think of this. Good read, man; keep writing!

John said...

I agree with Trevor. If I had hurt myself like that and had to get a shot in the foot I would have spent the rest of my summer in bed. ANd even after it healed I know I would continue to have phantom pains for at least another couple months. You're so tough! Tough guys are hot.