Well, my glasses didn’t break (didn’t even get scratched). The blood came out of my brand new purse really easily (we’ll find out how my shirt and pants fare later). I got to ride in a wheelchair for the first time ever (but only because the nurse at work made me).
I had my first CAT scan (nothing broken, shattered, or fractured in my cheek; a hung jury on the nose but only because it’s too swollen to tell if there’s a hairline fracture (I’m betting not)).No concussion. The ER was actually pretty efficient and quick.
That’s quite a bit to be grateful for, don’t you think? I can put up with that caterpillar on my cheek for a week, and a black eye always offers an opportunity to be a creative storyteller.