Rick recently tripped up the stairs as he was leaving his poolyard to go back to his place. He hit the stucco wall and gave himself a nasty gash just above his eye - needing 6 stitches. When I heard I instantly became my mother - oh my god are you all right, does it hurt, is there anything I can do, is your eyesight ok, and so on. I saw him tonight for the first time since he did it and told him I felt so bad because it still looks painful. Also that he has to becareful as I don't want to be worrying about him (more of my mother) plus he does not want to mess up his anchor man looks - he is a communications major and hopes to work in TV news. He told me to simmer down because he was fine and that he actually liked the "street cred" it gives him. I died, street cred - omg. I would be lost without him.
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