Holy B-word...BLOOD!

hoookay! For those of you that dont know, i received my fathers genes....im a WUSS when it comes to needles and blood. Honestly typing those n & b- words make my arms go weak and my feet tingly. Any extraction of blood or like throw up just freaks me out, i still bawl like a baby if i throw up (which i havnt in forever because i refuse to, i would rather hold it in and be in pain and sick longer than to actually throw up..idk it just terrifies me) same with blood. Someone putting a needle in my vain and pumping blood out oh my gosh KILL ME NOW. I dont know why im writing in such detail because now i feel weak :( aw well im done. hopefully you get the picture. Anyways, earlier luisa was pushing leone around in this little basket thing that has wheels on the bottom. Well you dont have to be a genius to realize its pretty dang dangerous cuz if it tips over what up face to the floor. So camilla wanted me to push her around. So i did, i tied my jacket to it and was pulling her so that i could control her and she wasnt pushing herself cuz i knew if i let her try to then she would eat it hardcore. Well just as i let go of the jacket and turned around to open the door to the kitchen, she decides to try to push herself and bam eats it. Face first onto the stone floor. STONE. no carpet ughhh instantly i felt so bad i should have picked her up or made her get out first before opening the door, i didnt think she would try to push herself in the 2 seconds it took to open the door butttttt it happend. It was so slow mo for me, i was scared to look at her face because when she fell she held onto the basket with both hands so literally it was just her face that slammed the stone. I pick her up and i see a huge drop of blood fall and she had split her chin open. I put my hand under her chin and we are already in the kitchen so i grab the towel to put it where my hand was. I didnt know it was that bad until i moved my hand and literally im holding a huge handfull of blood. The blood is gushing all down her shirt and pants, overflowing the towel and its gettin all over the tile and all on my hands and arms, ughhh gross gross gross. She ended up going to the hospital and got like butterfly strips on it or something and has to go back in on thursday to see if she needs stitches but all day my stomache has been in knotts cuz of it. First cuz i feel so bad, broke my heart watching her scream cuz she was so scared. She kept yelling sangre ay-ree-ka sangreee! which means blood and i didnt know how to comfort her in italian so that was definitely a time i wish there wasnt a language barrier. BUTTTT! the whole point of this story is that when it happened, i didnt feel weak or anything, it was like it wasnt even real life. MOM- you should be so proud of me. I freaking caught tons of blood in my hands and cleaned her up and the floor, it wasnt until her dad and the housekeeper came in and took over that i stepped back and took the whole scene in. Then it hit me that i was covered in blood and the floor was all bloody ughhhh then i got all pale and sickish haha and all night ive felt weak BUT in the moment i handled it like a champ. Or at least i would say so :) Anyways sorry i havnt posted pics but i promise either sunday or monday i will have TONS.