and the only part of the whole ordeal that could remotely be considered a silver lining was that, when I was taken to the A&E of the hospital that I work at, I was seen by triage, xray and Max Facs within an hour. Perks! I also have new sympathy for patients who have stitches (took three to the face, ouch) and realised even more the importance of a good bedside manner - the conversation I had with the Max Facs dr that went like this being the example:
Dr - “So where did this attack happen?”
Me - In …………………., where my boyfriend lives.
Dr - “Oh, but that’s such a safe area!” (firstly, it’s not, anyway; secondly, don’t say that to someone who’s just been mugged and beaten)
Me - Er.. I beg to differ.
Followed by this gem:
Dr - “Ok, so your stitches are in place. There will be a scar but in a few years when you start to get wrinkles it won’t be noticeable.”
Anyway, luckily I’m alright but very shaken and have a face like the elephant man from where I was punched about 7 or 8 times. More than anything I’m now just very scared. Scared about leaving my flat when it’s dark, scared to own anything valuable that I might need to carry around with me (my week-old iphone, gone forever :( ) and scared for my friends who might find themselves in a similar situation.
It’s horrible to think there are people out there who would carry out such a violent attack on someone just for the possible rewards their handbag might bring. I know I was actually lucky to get away with bruises and nothing more but I shouldn’t have to feel that I’m “lucky” because of that. The worst part of the whole thing was that, where I was attacked and screaming the place down, there were two flats right next to me that I know are both occupied, and no one even opened the door to see what was going on. What the fuck, society?
From this experience I will take the following:
- Stuff is not that important. Although I am so, SO horrendously gutted about my iphone, if I’d dropped my damn handbag earlier I might have escaped without a single punch. If you have to carry valuables, split them up on your person so if someone does steal your bag, they don’t get everything. My ipod and headphones in my pocket are luckily still mine. My bank cards and other valuables are replaceable. My face will now always be scarred.
- Even if you’ve been there a million times, it’s always safer to have someone meet you as soon as possible if you have to travel alone at night.
- Make sure your insurance covers what you need it to. I’m gonna have to pay about another £300 to replace my phone. Insurance is boring but worth it.
- Ice really does help with swelling.