I was in my hotel room that morning, and I was trying to make the disgusting hotel coffee when it happened. The packet didn't have the little slit on it to make opening it easier, so, being the brainiac that I am, decided to open it with a knife. Bad move, lol. I guess I was too agressive, or I used too much force, because that dull hotel room steak knife almost sliced my finger off. I mean, it HURT and I bled like a stuck pig. No joke. I didn't know what to do. Not only did I have 2 shoots on Saturday, but I have no health insurance. I wrapped it in a kleenex, and got some gauze & tape from the front desk, and made the best of it. It worked pretty good while I got ready, but just as I was about to leave, it sprung a leak, and blood was everywhere. Soooo.... I re-wrapped it, and called my first photographer to explain the situation. He understood, and asked if I still wanted to do the shoot. Heck yes I did! I arrived at the shoot an hour late, and since he had something booked after me, and I had to take care of my finger, we only shot for an hour :( I lost $100, but..... I really did need to get this taken care of before my evening shoot. BALLS!
The shoot was cool, and something entirely different that I've ever done. I was naked on an all black background doing these repetitive dance moves while he snapped the pictures. What a workout! I was actually tired after just 1 hour, so I can't imagine doing multiple hours, lol. The photos are going to be really neat & abstract, and I can't wait to see them!
Photo shoot finished, and I was off to find an Urgent Care. There was NO WAY that I was going to walk into an ER with no insurance, especially with the time limit that I had. I found an Urgent Care close by by using my GPS, and off I went. Let me tell you, it was not what I expected at all. There were absolutely no signs whatsoever on the street, and I had to ask the pharmacist at CVS where it was. She handed me a card and said that it was right next door. I finally found it. I had to get buzzed in, and go up to the 8th floor of this really narrow building and wait in the hallway. I felt like I was in a foreign country, no joke, but I guess that's Boston for ya, lol. I filled out my paperwork & waited. The Dr. finally called me in, and I was pretty surprised by everything. It was basically just a room, with a desk, a medical chair, a table, and a closet full of shit, and a Dr. from France. I silently wondered, what have I gotten myself into? He told me to have a seat, and he examined my wound. I asked if I needed stitches, and he gave me a very affirmative YES. Great. I started not to feel so great.
He told me to lay back, and that he was going to inject an anesthetic. Wow! Did that hurt! As far as medical procedures go, I consider myself to be pretty tough, but JESUS did that fucking hurt! I screamed a little and actually started to cry. He said that I sliced a blood vessel (wonderful) but that he thought that he could get away with 2 really deep stitches. Super. He started the stitching process and I said that I felt woozy, and then I was out like a light. I passed out for a few minutes, everything went black, I had a really weird dream, and whenever I came to I didn't know who I was, where I was or what was going on. It took me a few minutes to put it all together & start to feel a little more normal. He finished the job, gave me some water & I lied there until I felt good enough to get up & leave. Whenever I was ready, the good doctor called in 3 prescriptions for me (cha ching $$) gave me a deal by only charging me $180. I have yet to see a hospital give discounts & deals on medical procedures. Ha! He instructed me to have the stitches removed whenever I got home, and also to get a tetanus shot. Great, more money....... The prescriptions actually weren't that pricey, and I got away with spending around $210 for the whole affair. Not too bad considering. I left the office, and went to the pub downstairs to grab some quick dinner before me evening shoot. Stitches or not, the show must go on!
My evening shoot was stuck fetish, which is something that I had never done before. Talk about a day of firsts, lol. There were four scenarios where either myself or my shoes were "stuck" in some sort of sticky substance.
A glue type substance. Perfect for getting your high heels stuck, lol.
How did you like Stuck Fetish!!! I cant wait to see your videos! I hope you do more with the real rat trap glue. Did you go barefoot in the stuff? Im soo excited to see your work :)
ReplyDeleteLOL, and all the while texting with me :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you got it looked at and remembered who you are, it would have made shooting very complicated otherwise :P
I LOVED stuck fetish, lol. It was a lot of fun, and Michael was very easy to work with. No.... I did not go barefoot in the rat trap glue, I only wore heels ;)
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