(typing a second time...)
So we were jumping around on the couch and somehow we conked heads. Hard. I was sure Bobby would come up screaming and have bitten his tongue or lip. But nothing. I said, show me your owie and he pushed me away. Then I touched my head, saw a little pink on my fingers, thought nothing of it, until it dripped on my hand!
It's not that big of a deal and I'm sure not getting any sympathy around here, but right after it happened every step I took made my head throb so hard. So no run tonight, but it was a moot point since Rick didn't get home until 7. Tomorrow is another day!
Monday, May 16, 2011
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You resemble Elizabeth in that photo.
ReplyDeleteYou must have just hit at the right spot and angle to split it open. Reminds me of another much younger bonk on your head.
isn't that considered a concussion?
ReplyDeletewait.She resembles me? Do i often have blood dripping down my face?!
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