From North of the Boulevard~
Yesterday started off so well. It was a beautiful, sunny day in Charleston. I spent a little time doing a Face Time chat with my youngest grandson. He’s absolutely precious. Then, Gloria called and asked me if I wanted to go antique shop hopping with her. Absolutely! We had a nice day, found a few treasures and I found one great idea for a new craft.
Not one to procrastinate, once I got home, I mentioned the craft idea to my husband and asked about some scrap wood he has in the garage. Together, we started sorting through it, looking for just the right size that I needed.
And that’s when my perfectly nice Saturday came to a crashing end, literally. My husband bumped a piece of wood onto a shelf which had a large, round metal clock on it. The clock was knocked off the shelf and crashed smack in the middle of my face. What’s on the middle of the face? The nose. My nose. In less than five seconds, my day went from very nice, to very painful.
It wasn’t pretty, I can tell you that! It hurt like crazy and there was a lot of blood, but it wasn’t until I managed to stand up and go back inside the house to look in a mirror that I saw just how ugly it was. A debate ensued over whether or not to go to the hospital. I’ll omit the details of how it looked. We decided that it was probably prudent to have it looked at.
Over three hours later, I was leaving the ER with four stitches on the bridge of my nose. I think the four shots of Lidocaine they gave me in my nose to numb it before the stitches were put in hurt as bad as the initial injury. I was pretty proud of myself for not allowing all the curse words I was thinking to escape!
I suppose the good news was the Xray didn’t show any signs of fracture. The bad news? I now how a big ole bandage on my nose and due to the angle of the cut, I was told it’s likely to leave a scar.
The moral of this story is don’t stand under a clock because time can come crashing down on you! Yeah, I can laugh about it now, just a little though!
Now, back to that new craft idea….