Not really, but I look like I did. Okay, what the HELL is going on with me? This morning I put Ray and all other necessities in the car (bottle of water, purse, jacket) and proceeded to smash - and I mean smash - my chin on the corner of the door. Bleeding and everything. So I don't really care except that I might have a scar on my face, which would be THE END OF THE WORLD. So stitches or no stitches? What will leave a worse mark on my chin?
Went to the drugstore cause that's where I was headed anyway - don't ask - and the pharmacist said it looked like I didn't need stitches, just those butterfly band-aid things that keep the wound closed so it'll heal.
So here's a new visual for you all: Me, in cast, ice on rotator cuff that hurts more than ever and butterfly thingy on chin.
I look as if I got hit by a mac truck.
Ray's worried about me, I can tell.
FUN WITH MY CAST
My cast is blue, my foot is blue, so I painted my toenails blue.
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Holy shit, Bubble! You poor thing.
It seems I can't leave you alone for a minute! What's next?
It doesn't sound like Ray-ray is being very attentive, or at least very protective. I would have thrown myself heroically between your chin and the car door.
Can I send you a helmet?
OMG - I LOVE HIM! I am so bummed we didn't get to meet this past weekend! And I am so worried about you. It has to be an omen...either you keep getting injured b/c you are supposed to stay here and the universe is injuring you in an effort to STAY PUT. OR you should get the HELL out of here as fast as possible. ;)
Oh my. You must be jinxed. Have you considered burrying a chicken in the nearest cemetary at full moon?
Maybe try hanging garlic in your house as well. We never know.
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