i planned it that way... lol oh and another casualty of me falling off the quad was i busted my old paintball gun to crap...
anyhow i might as well continue.. right as it was happening i didnt even feel myself hit the ground. the next thing i knew i was blacked out and while i was laying there on the road i swear to god i was floating above my friends cabin watching his dad and uncle run towards me (we were up north) then the next thing i knew i woke up for a few seconds, then passed out again. soon they were dragging me towards the cabin deck, i kind of looked at it, then passed out again. they sat me down on a table and i looked and there was a bucket of water there. i looked at my pants and saw a bloodstain and couldnt for the life of me figure out where it was coming from. i passed out again. soon after, i woke up, and the water in the bucket was all dirty and nasty looking so i was thinking to myself, wtf...
well i passed out again, this time for a little longer, and when i woke up they moved me to a sunchair (reclining type thingy) and i just laid there and passed out again. i woke up and asked for some water and a pain pill, and they brought it to me. I popped the pills and drank the water and passed out. somewhere in this time i apparently asked for and chugged another glass of water but to this day i still dont remember it. i woke up and hobbled inside the cabin and was going to lay down. my friend had a bandana thing that he told me to tie around my head so i didnt get blood everywhere.
i finally got to lay down, and i couldnt fall asleep, i hurt WAYYY too much. all of my other friends that were there went out to do something, i cant remember what, but i got up and walked up to my bunk and tried to fall asleep. i woke up when they were all coming back and going to sleep as well, and shortly thereafter passed out. i would wake up in the middle of the night, and in order to turn myself, i had to prepare myself for the pain of turning my body (every abdominal muscle hurt like they'd been punched 100 times by barry bonds). once that was completed i had to lift my arm (also hurt like hell) and grab my hair and turn my head, because it couldnt turn itself the muscles were so sore.
i slept all right (as good as you can i suppose in the condition i was in) and woke up and checked the time. it was finally about 12:30AM before there was finally no more wet blood on my head.. so i bled basically from the time it happened (4:00-4:30ish in the afternon) til about midnight...
the next day i woke up feeling even more like crap, and had the worst headache you could imagine. it rivalled that of a migraine. we were suposed to leave that day, so i took a shower (didnt want to ride 5 hours home with half my head covered in blood) and then i got ready to leave. i still could barely even walk, but i still got everything done i neded to get done. we left the cabin, and i started feeling REALLY nausious on the way home. lunch fixed that a little bit though. we finally got home, and of course my mom freaks out, blah blah blah... my whole body was still sore for about a week, i could barely move my left arm, and that migraine like headache? yeah i had it for about 6 days straight...
there's my story... enjoy... no, there's no tl;dr i spaced it out for easier reading and used periods.. deal with it.
