Last month I got the great idea to wrestle with my sister, Brooke, who is 16 years younger than me, and I obviously lost. I was doing pretty well and then Brooke got a burst of energy and picked me up and slammed me on the couch, but I fell on the edge where the wood frame is. Everyone kept yelling for me to stop wrestling 'cuz I was going to get hurt, but that hurt my pride so I kept going, and then when I got hurt I had to pretend it didn't happen 'cuz I didn't want everyone else to be right. When I got home and saw what it looked like I freaked and I showed Ric and he was mad at me for wrestling in the first place and he said I needed to go to the doctor 'cuz it could turn into a blood clot and kill me...that was comforting. The doctor said it was the worst hematoma he had ever seen on someone who hadn't been in a terrible car accident. It wasn't just bruised, it had knots all in it too. Anyway, I'm pretty proud of this hematoma 'cuz I definately earned it!!! Getting old SUCKS though!!!
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