okay.... ahvent logged in forever. i dont have much time though, so im just gonna blog about my tramatic incident a girls camp.
so, friday night was the last night of camp. as is tradition, we were having a glow stick rave in the 4th year cabin. for my friends of different churches, 12 year olds are 1st years, 13 =2nd, and so on up to 4=15. then, YCLs (youth camp leaders, pronounced yucal) are between 16-18. it was me, hannah B, Hannah G, (3) lizzy, Cierra, and someone i did nto know (4) Kelsey Kah (2) Ginger, Emma, Brittany (YCL). we were just getting started, and every one had went to change. me, hannah, hannah, kelsey and lizzy were the first ones back, so we just got started rightr then.
what you do is you get a bunch of glowsticks and a pocket knife. you cut the glow sticks in half and splatter the glowey stuff inside all over yourself, each other, and the walls and night when the lights are off.i was standing near the back, cutting open another glowstick, when someone tried to spray a girl standing near me and missed. i got a ton of the chemicals that make it glow in both eyes, and some glass in the left.
at first, i thought it was just burning and stinging from the stuff in my eyes, but after 15 minutes i was still in a lot of pain, i couldnt open my left eye at all, and it was getting worse. right about then all the older girls ran in, and in a matter of seconds ahd the game plan. 3 people were sent out, to get the nurse, the leaders, and the rest of the YCLs. Lizzy and Ginger and Emma stayed with me and then brought me to the bathrooms. the leaders met us there, and then it got really bad.
i had to lean back, and one of the leaders pryed my eye open and help it there while the nurse poured saline in it. i was just about breaking Emmas hand i was squeezing it so hard. it was all i could do not to scream and cry, the pain was unbearable. after a few tries at this, they went to water. that burned a lot less, but i just about died when i opened my eye. once more, poor lizzy, janelle, and emma!!! we continued this torture for about 45 minutes, and they realized it was serious and they could do no more. the adults went to go get the men, leaving the YCLs in charge of keeping me company. i was hsaking and i couldnt breath right, and i was soaked from all the water, but al those girls and lizzy still just held me tight. still....worse pain than i had ever felt. brother Dunn and Orme came in at that point, and gave me a priesthood blessing. then, the adults left again to call my parents and get the car. emma basically carried me to the car. we were going to the ER. Lizzy came with me, although i wish janelle emma and ginger could have all come too. we got i a car with about 6 adults and sped out of there, it was about a 40 minute drive i would say, and i was really hurting. once more, all i could do not to cry.
we got to the ER around 2:15. i got hurt around 1. the doctors asked me a hundred stupid questions like what is your social security number, or who is your doctor and all that stuff, and finally got me in to see a doctor.
first, we did the eye chart. i could not see the big E with my left eye even when i held it open and stared. then, we sat in a room for about 20 minutes. 2 doctors came in, both of them large and tough looking. i knew ti was about to get ugly. one held my eye open while the other held a blacklight over it and used a quetip to scrape out all the chemicals. then, they sprayed each eye with a full bottle of salene. still couldnt close my eye. more quetip. water. drops that burned like nothing else. more salene. huge piece of flass came out. more drops, about 7 each eye. burning. one last water spray. pain medicine. a gel that i have to cover my eye with. perscriptions for both as welll as another type of drops. gel kills you eye and blurs vision. then, they put in numbing drops which burned like nothing else for like 5-10 minutes before they worked.
Diagnosis.... large chunk of glass, dangerous chemicals, scratch across cornea.
i left, getting back to my cabin around 4. couldnt sleep because it hurt so bad. breakfast at 7. after everyone kept coming up and telling me how scared they were, and how like half of them waited for me to come back. injury could have been alot worse.
wow. not a fun night. if you were one who helped me through that pain, thank you so much!!!!!
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Allie, your Mom told me about this a few hours before I just now read your post. I cried when your Mom told. I'm soooooooooooooo sorry you had to go through that. You are one tough cookie!! Prayers and good thoughts. Grammy and Grandpa
ReplyDeleteHoly cow, woman! How do you feel now?? I hope the pain is getting better. That whole ordeal sounds like some sort of ancient torture technique.
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