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Mel Greig: When a girls night out goes hideously wrong
One of my favourite past times is a good old fashioned GIRLS NIGHT OUT. The anticipation leading into the adventure carries all through week, the planning of the pre-drinks and the platter gives me all the feels.
For a recent girls night there were five of us, and our mission was a good old singalong at a John Farnham and Darryl Braithwaite concert. Three of the girls had come down from Sydney and excitement was at extreme levels.
The platter was on-point (we spent a good 15 minutes standing on top of the table to get the best shots for Instagram), the bubbles were flowing and the banter had begun. I live around the corner from the stadium so we had an hour of pre-drinks and left my place five minutes before the show was due to start - and that’s when disaster struck.
We did a selfie on the balcony and then again in the lift before we walked out of my building… little did we know within two minutes there would be two of us on our way to the emergency room.
I was the first to walk out of the building and a few seconds behind me was my friend Michelle. I was walking down the stairs and I heard this big slam and bang. I remember thinking to myself, “That sounds like someone stacked it” so I turned around and my friend was lying completely face down on the ground with her foot hanging out.
She had stepped through the front door and landed on her foot too heavily. Her strap was a tiny bit loose, so she had somehow twisted her whole foot out of the shoe.
Almost instantly we could see the swelling, but we still tried to stand her up and hope that the damage wasn’t as severe as what we were thinking. She fell straight back down. Given it was 8pm, there was only one place to go to get a scan, so we were soon on our way to the emergency room. I sent the other three girls on their way to the concert and I called an Uber to get Michelle to the hospital.
When we arrived, looking fabulous by the way (Michelle’s gold skirt looked great against the red wheelchair), we strolled through the emergency room and still held out hope that she’d be strapped up and we’d be on our way to the concert within an hour.
Four hours later Michelle got her scan and we were told, “You’ve snapped your ligament in half” so they strapped her up and got the crutches out #funtimes.
How had we gone from walking to the concert to being at the emergency room? Seriously? FML we weren’t even drunk. There weren’t any single doctors there for me either so I wasn’t even going to be rewarded with good karma. There were a couple of McSteamy’s, but they were taken.
Michelle felt so bad but it didn’t even cross my mind that there was another option, we had to get her to the hospital and miss the concert that we’d been excited about for months. Until next time Johnny and Darryl.
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