|The Corpse Brides, Monster Mash-Up 2011|
|The Jam I Could Live Without|
|Mr. Incredible reminding me that we have insurance for a reason.|
Our Halloween bout was last Sunday night. Four jams in I fell and then I got a skate to the face when I was down. I got up from the floor and felt something roll down my face. At first I just thought it was a bunch of snot. You know, when your eyes fill with those pesky tears, your nose fills with an inordinate amount of snot. I caught up to the pack and asked a teammate if I was bleeding. When she said yes, I looked to a ref, but the jam had already been called off by the jammer. I headed back to the bench, took a seat, got some ice, and started assessing the damage.
Of course, no one saw me get a wheel to my nose. I don't know whose skate, and it really doesn't matter. It was an accident.
Is my nose broken? Well, it's leaning a little more to the right than it did before. And there was blood. And swelling. And, oh yes, there is pain. I wish I could post one of the pictures with blood running down my face, but they are all copyright protected. Boo.
I'll find out if it is broken tomorrow at the ENT.