The guys knew waiting for an ambulance would take 5 minutes or so.
So they were panicking about what to do...
Basically Bob was standing outside his truck freaking

It was mentioned that I should “hold my nose on”
So I reached up... grabbed the tip of my nose...
It felt sooo foreign, my numbed face couldn’t feel my hand touching it.
Kinda felt like touching a stranger’s face...

The tip was so low... I wanted to throw up
But... something needed to be done.
So I grabbed it along with the nostrils...
And pushed up... hard...
I needed to close the gash running across my nose.

The chocking feeling wouldn’t stop...
And I was desperately gasping for air.
But instead of oxygen, my throat was filling with blood.

I covered my face with the shirts...
And as I “held my nose on”... my mind snapped.

It was like everything was spinning out of control.
There was too many horrible thoughts and images were running through my mind.
And holding a body part on... well... it really messes with you.

When it snapped... everything went calm....
I stopped screaming and went silent.
My eyes were locked shut, and I even thought I could hear my boyfriend frantically trying to get me to respond... I couldn’t reply...
Not then... my mind just couldn’t deal with it,
so it took a mini vacation.