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I hurt myself today
And here begins the tale of stupid accident number two, for the year 2003 ... (it seems I just had to get one more in before the new year.)

Anyway, I am at work, stocking Xmas pillows, when a two-inch wooden wreath, (made out of painted plywood,) falls off the shelf and smacks me right between the eyes, cutting the bridge of my nose before sliding down and hitting the floor. I dropped everything I was carrying and ran into the bathroom to get a paper towel.

It was pretty painful on impact, but I assumed the pain would subside after a minute or two. It didn't. In fact, it got worse, and I got dizzy. So, Lauri took me up to the office and got me some ice, and I iced it for about 30 minutes, and then went back to stocking. I took some pain medicine, and cursed myself for being the unlucky, falling-down-the-stairs, breaking-my-ankle, wooden-wreath-catching with-my-face bastard that I am.

Later that night, the pain meds wore off ... OH-MY-GOD!!!! It was like a migraine in my nose! It hurt so bad I couldn't even get up to make dinner or finish my laundry. I just laid there wimpering with an ice pack on my face. I took some more pain meds and went to sleep.

The next day, I woke up with the same headache/noseache, and took some more pain meds before going in to work. In fact, I took them all day long, because the pain was coming back about a 1/2 hour before they were supposed to wear off, and then I would get dizzy again. Around 3pm, I was doing some more stocking and I turned around fast to grab something and almost fell over. Then I got nauseated and my palms got all sweaty and I went to the office to sit down. Lauri sat with me in case I passed out. I had her feel my nose to see if anything felt wiggly in there, like a broken bone, and that hurt so bad I started bawling like a baby. I never cry, and my pain tolerance is pretty high, so I decided maybe I should go get an xray.

Fast forward 4 hours later ... it took 3 hours at the hospital to get an xray, only to find that I have a bruised, not broken, nose bone or whatever it's called. I asked the doctor why it hurt so bad, and he told me that bruised bones hurt just as much, if not more, than fractured ones, but they do heal faster. He asked me if I wanted some 'high-octane' pain meds and was surprised when I said no. He was further surprised when he asked me how much time I needed off work and I said none. So, he wrote me a release to return to work and asked me again on my way out the door if I wanted some pain pills. Again, I declined. He said to take Aleve or Advil for the pain and not to get hit by any more falling wooden wreaths. Yeah, like ... duh. *wink*

So, in short, I feel like I have been kicked in the face, but everything else is great. Got my Xmas bonus at work, still loving my job, almost finished with my Xmas shopping, and with the possible exception of the crummy weather today, it has been a good weekend so far. Oh, and I got asked to write the musical score for a movie. More details on that later on. Happy holidays! And watch out for falling wreaths!