You're supposed to say "No!"
This is what I look like after I have been kicked in the nose with a skate:
|©2011 Thorpe Griner/Thorpeland Photography|
You asked for it. I got it.I know. I know. I look like I'm about to pass out. You can see that the swelling was already starting on the bridge of my nose. Yes, the blood is real, and it didn't stop completely until about midnight. I vaguely remember the moment caught in the photo. Doesn't my teammate Brutal Bliss look beautiful and intense? Her face brings back those slo-mo scenes from Charlie's Angels. I love that I got knocked in the face, and the two of us are still trying to hold a wall. The jam got called off seconds later. Or so I thought. I'm still trying to figure out how it is at all possible that Dick Diamond, Manicorn, and a little sliver of Kitten Spit are in the picture. I fell and got kicked between turns two and three. The jam got called off right before turn four. The bench for Jack Skellington was at turn one for the first half. Did I actually skate a whole lap and not know? Scary!!!!
I contacted photographer Thorpe Griner regarding usage of this shot of my bloody nose, and he graciously gave me permission to post. For free! Thanks, Thorpe! I'm glad someone had a quick shutter handy!
In an update on the schnoz... miraculously, it was not broken! Much to the chagrin of my baby sister who thought it would be nice to have a new, improved me by Christmas... Sisters. Hmph!
Two weeks out it still feels a little stiff and sore, and I find myself flinching whenever Bonus gets a little too close to my smeller (or anyone else, for that matter... but most people are not wielding light sabers...). And fortunately, it's not any more crooked than it was before the skate-face incident. After the swelling went down, I still look like me.
|Me on a normal day. Nose looks pretty straight. Not sure if that crooked smile can be helped. ;)|