i'm not writing here as in a journal, it's just a way to tell that history without repeating it 10 times a day!
it all begin on 31st december 2004 in metz france.
i was invited that day at a party that took place at a friend that lives 800m(half a mile) away from my home.
i'll skip u the useless details: when the party did begin, who was there, what did we do, whar did we eat, what did we drink...
just about that, i wasn't drunk,believe it or not: i did drink lesser than the other parties!
i did finish at 2am, and i did go home with the glasses(wine and champagne) anyone did get...
on the way, i did fall on a rock (not even a small one, 50cm,20inch high) with those glasses in my hands.
as i thought it was nothing serious, i went home tried to put a rag to stop the bleeding.
after a while, as it didn't stop, i went back to my friend who drive me at the emergency.
the doctors bandaged my hands and brought me to a bed.
at 10am they brought me in surgery, which i leave at 3pm.
the next day,january 2nd, i meet the surgerer who told me that me open the right hand to see:nothing...
the left hand had a artery and a nerve cut...
the scars r ugly, still now mid february, and the left one is still very sensitive.
about the nerve, the 2 smallest fingers of the left hand can't feel anything, but the nerve will repair itself at 1cm/month 1inch/10weeks...
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