*CRACK!*
My wrists went right into the underside of the table. As usual, I happen to hit the corner of it.
"Yee-oo-aaaa-ooooohhh..."
Another student looks over and mouths the words "Are you okay?" I'm sore, but okay. I nod and say that I was reaching my hands down like so and I get zapped AGAIN. I swing my arms like before...
*CRACK!*
:(
I wake up this morning and there's still a dent in my skin on one of my wrists. And it still hurts. My mother recommends an IcyHot patch and slips one out. I put it on, and it's FREEZING.
But now it's HOT. And I have to leave it on all day.
This is what my arm was like before.
This is what my arm feels like now.
