Shards of glass in my throat and hands, no one will help

I'm watching a Little League baseball game with my family. There's a controversial call which I don't understand. Interested, I get involved in some pushing and shoving of the umpire. In the tussle, I get carried off to a liquor store beyond the outfield.

My dad and I want to buy some tequila. He picks out something I think is too expensive and then I realize it's a three-pack of large bottles and think it's too much liquor and not expensive enough. I ask if they have Cabo Wabo or el Tesoro - the owner says they do, but it will take a half hour for him to go get it. My dad buys his bottles, I follow the owner, "The platinum, silver, blanco, whatever they call it."

I'm carrying my bottle back towards my family and game, open the bottle and trying to take a swig directlty from the bottle, the bottom shatters and I get slivers of glass in my throat and all over my hands. I gesture for help. People think I'm just drunk, I gesture that I'm not by standing on one foot and touching my nose with my eyes closed. Still no one will help me and I can't talk because of the glass in my throat.

I'm furious and in great pain. I have a baseball roster listing the names of people around me - I gesture at individuals while tearing up their name trying to indicate that I'll kill them if they don't help me.

I start to pick out the shards from my right hand - they are the shape of germinating seeds with the roots growing into me and are in a perfect grid. I tear a good deal of flesh off while getting the shards out and realize I can't do it myself.

I'm looking at a back-lit map such as are in shopping malls listing the area hospitals wondering which can best deal with my injury.