My Goings On

Well a little catch up since this all started about 3 weeks ago now...it all began when i fell on some concrete stairs and bruised the bone in my knee. I wasn't able to walk for a few hours and had one mother of a bruise. The second thing came when i was at the pub with the girls, reasonable drunk (a group of Irish boys buying us drinks) and i fell down an entire flight of stairs and an elderly gentleman caught me at the bottom with my skirt up over my head. Not the most dignified of encounters. At least i didn't feel any pain till the morning. Now here comes the worst bit. A couple of days later i woke up and was not able to go to the toilet, it felt somewhat like pissing a pineapple. Not knowing what to do when i stated to see blood i ran across the road to the office of the building i live in and through tears i told them about my pain. They called me a taxi to the hospital and i spent the next three hours in emergency.