I bet you didn't think you'd see a post this soon. I didn't think I'd be writing this soon, but what happened on Tuesday night deserves a small one.
After my language session I headed back home on my bike. I thought I could pass a jeepney on the side, however I forgot the curb went down and when I tried to go back on the street, wipeout. I fell down hard and my chin got cut up pretty bad, but I didn't realize how bad until I got home. At first, I was concerned about my bike because it couldn't move forward, but then I realized that the front was twisted. Once I realized it and untwisted, I thought I escaped unscathed, minor cuts-a happy ending.
I was so confident that I took a detour home & got something before I went home. Once I arrived home and put my bike in my place I noticed a couple of drops of blood from my chin. This time I checked the mirror and noticed a small mouth on my chin. Yes, you read that right, a small mouth. It was a bigger cut than I thought, this little mouth looked like it could talk, but I wasn't gonna stick around to try to witness it, it was saying enough with blood coming out of it. Now, I walked fast to the jeepney to go to the ER in Olongapo City. I needed stitches. Once arrived, they confirmed my thoughts & stitched the small mouth closed with three stitches. I was out in an hour and next Tuesday they will remove the stitches, hopefully.
Sometimes, when you least expect it, you'll get injured once, twice, or more if you're me. Until next time, happy trails.