The struggle is real for me. Countless times I have somehow managed to have my face elbowed, punched, hit with a door, you name it, it’s happened to my face. After the head injury in a London club, I thought that I had moved past this painful phase of my life, but NOOO.
Once again my groundbreaking dance moves turned into nose-breaking ones. Somehow managing to get elbowed right in the kisser as I was coming up from my most recent Matrix inspired dance move in a club. I swore I was bleeding, or had broken my nose, but thank goodness I didn’t. Just severely bruised.
UPSIDE THAT’S NOT REALLY AN UPSIDE- I have people who love me enough to try to soothe the pain by giving me poor little frozen strips of Wilbur to put on my face. 😦 It was such a morally tearing situation for me to undergo.
First thing I will do back in America-BUY MYSELF A HOCKEY HELMET TO BE WORN WHENEVER I LEAVE THE HOUSE.