I was best man at my mates wedding in Majorca. The night before the wedding, after 1 or 2 beers, I went out to admire the lovely evening. Tripped over a small unlit ledge & fell down a 10 foot stone wall onto some steps.
Came around some time(?) later. Got up and found my way back into the hotel, feeling a bit of blood on my face, so went to find the gents to clean up. Apparently as I walked through the lobby the receptionist fainted. I hadn't quite realised the extent of the injuries.
Friends arrived shortly, held down loose flaps of head, called ambulance etc. Ended up with 62 stitches, 12 staples and an mri.
Checked myself out, fully doped up on codeine, and managed to make it back just in time for the wedding wit hmy head in a bloodstained turban.
I was best man at my mates wedding in Majorca. The night before the wedding, after 1 or 2 beers, I went out to admire the lovely evening. Tripped over a small unlit ledge & fell down a 10 foot stone wall onto some steps.
Came around some time(?) later. Got up and found my way back into the hotel, feeling a bit of blood on my face, so went to find the gents to clean up. Apparently as I walked through the lobby the receptionist fainted. I hadn't quite realised the extent of the injuries.
Friends arrived shortly, held down loose flaps of head, called ambulance etc. Ended up with 62 stitches, 12 staples and an mri.
Checked myself out, fully doped up on codeine, and managed to make it back just in time for the wedding wit hmy head in a bloodstained turban.
Nice scars now.