fookin ell

Really banged myself up this weekend...in a fit of complete coordination, I bent down to turn on the garden hose at Will's and WHA-BAM!!! I slammed my head into his cranked-open kitchen window. Didn't even see the sucker there, and was really confused for a few seconds about what happened...hurr durr, what the hell was that??

Figured it out pretty quickly, once the brain started working again...Will heard the impact from halfway across the yard and was crazy quick with the icepack. I got lucky: no blood, no broken skin, and the quick application of ice kept the swelling down. But it effing *HURT*...my eyes were watering, stomach was unhappy, and I was feeling quite wobbly.

It really screwed up the weekend...I wasn't good for anything but sitting/lying still, with an icepack to my head. I tried to downplay how bad it was, but I was hurting pretty badly. I hit the front top of my head, right near the hairline; while it didn't swell and bump up, instead it felt like it spread out instead of up...the whole upper right of my scalp hurt, and my temple throbbed. My right eye was blurry for about a day or so, my head was very sore to the touch [and I sleep on my right side, of course]. Even now it hurts to brush or wash my hair [guess who is feeling really grungy and grimy today?]. Too graceful.

To add to the fun, I had to get my car in to the dealer at 7:30am the next day to get the tire replaced. I was moving a bit slowly, but I made it...after a couple of hours wait at the dealer, I made my way home, popped some pain relievers, grabbed an ice pack, and made myself horizontal for as long as I could.

So excuse me while I take a moment to sing the praises of the skull. That helmet of ours took a fearsome whack and kept the grey matter inside intact...something I am very grateful for right now.