so, when i got shot in iraq, i had to patch up the bullet hole myself, because i was the platoon medic, and i was pinned down, and no one from the platoon could get to me.
i kept telling myself i was rambo.
everytime i look at the scar, i am clearly reminded that i was not rambo.
and i am teribble at sewing... especially skin.
how's that for random.
Seriously?? Or are you just totally making crap up now? Lol...you ARE tough.
100% serious.
desert storm 1991. shot in the left bicep while rappeling from a chopper. bullet went through, missed the bone but ripped an artery.
i packed some guaze into the wound, and sewed it up. i couldn't see the back of my arm to sew it, so i basically stuffed it with guaze, and then sealed it with super glue.
i did not know that an artery had been severed... my arm was sort of pooling up and filling like a water balloon. slowly but surely.
