13 stitches just above my left eye playing with my friends
in Jersey City when the pelota bounced errantly off a metal post
while I was a spectator!!! The blood was gushing all over my face!
I drove back to Brooklyn to have the wound stitched (I trusted
Methodist Hospital in Park Slope) and went to the ER with blood
still pouring out of the cut. When I went to the triage nurse,
my eye still bleeding copiously, the nurse asked me what my problem
was. I couldn't stand the ridiculousness of the obvious situation
so I told her I had sprained my ankle! This is a true story and
I have related it to my friends many times over the years.
By the way, I have no idea why I just didn't go to a hospital in Jersey Cit that day.