You are the kind of person who wears your heart on your sleeve.
Your sleeve is soaked with blood and you have about a minute before that call for the ambulance will be for naught.
Fingers crossed!
Not that you can feel your fingers any more.
You are the kind of person who wears your heart on your sleeve.
Your sleeve is soaked with blood and you have about a minute before that call for the ambulance will be for naught.
Fingers crossed!
Not that you can feel your fingers any more.