We arrived at the emergency room. This is the funny part. I'm just going to skip until the interesting part happens. Well, chronological order of the interesting parts.
So, after waiting for 2 hours in the waiting room (apparently falling off a horse isn't as bad as someone vomiting) they took us to this 'room' and then this guy comes with a wheel chair. A WHEEL CHAIR! I'm not complaining but this makes sense; just y'know get in the wheel chair because you can't walk if your shoulder is broken. I don't get them, but whatever. It was fun watching my mum have to walk beside me when I was being wheeled around.
NEXT FUNNY PART:
About 3 hours later (not literally) this doctor comes in. He tell us that I have a fracture. Then he gets me a sling and 2 packs of bandages. 2 PACKS!! So I'm there like, what the hell? What do I need that for? Then he puts the sling on me, what I expected, then he turns to my mom and goes, "Watch carefully, you will need to help her with this." then he tells my mom how to wrap me like a bandage and then sends us home. I almost cried when he said I couldn't ride for a month. But when he wrapped me, I looked like a mummy. MY ENTIRE STOMACH WAS WRAPPED!
Let's move on...
