What’s you’re the nightmare ! That happened!!?

I learned to ride my bicycle in a hilly area of MA. The bike was old and I wasn't real good with the brakes. I slammed my bike into a tree at the bottom of the hill. The next thing I remember the two female twins from down the street were standing over me discussing the growing pool of blood coming from my crotch. My mom came to me since I couldn't walk to her. She carried me to the doctor 8 hrs later when my father arrived home with the family car. We sat in the er for another hour, before they gave me ibuprofen for the pain, then the doctor told me I should stop whining it was just a few stitches. I'm an adult now and if I ran into that doctor on the street I would punch him in the nuts.