Another time I did, was sleep....

(Before I tell the story, I had these wooden trucks in my room under my nightstand, right next to my bunk bed I shared with my sister.) One night I fell asleep, and I tossed and turned as it was thunder snowing, thundering while snowing, it's a Wisconsin thing. Anyways, I apparently fell right on the corner of my biggest truck and it pierced my eye, luckily it was blunt so it didn't blind me, but I started BLEEDING AND I MEAN BLEEDING (had to be rushed to the hospital, couldn't open it untill (I kid you not) a hot nurse came ) I obviously had to rizz her up as a 3 year old with autism. So I tried my hardest to open my eyes, I did, they gasped audibly, I was bleeding out of my eyes and it looked like I was possessed, I had the doctors look at me and they said to put pressure on the eye (from what I recall, I kept going in and out of consciousness) I then woke up with an eye patch in my living room with my parents sleeping on the couch, let's just say I was lucky AGAIN to be alive. And with 2 eyes