My trip … to the emergency department (and what I learned)

Red. Red blood. Red blood all over my hand. On the paving stones all around my left hand. Glasses? I lift my head slightly. Ah, smashed. Bones? I move a few limbs. Don’t seem to be broken. Good. A voice. Young woman. “Hello, my name’s Melissa and I’m a PCSO. I’ve called the ambulance. I’ve got your phone. Is there anyone else you’d like me … Continue reading My trip … to the emergency department (and what I learned)