Monday, September 05, 2005

Fun Weekend and Battle wounds

Ok, so for those of you that don't know, I got a black eye this weekend playing rugby. I'm prettier than usual!

Here's the deal, we were running a drill (a drill!) and I had the ball. Next thing I know I'm on the ground and can not for the life of me figure out 1.) how I got there, and 2.) how I'm supposed to get up now that I'm there....A coach actually helps me up and says 'oh, sweetie, you're probably gonna have one hell of a black eye tomorrow....let's have the medic look at you.' I"m still wondering why the hell a semi truck was allowed on the pitch. So the medic magically appears in front of me...sort of like glenda, sans pink bubble....and she starts poking at my face. She brushes over my nose and says somethign along the lines of 'well, everything seems ok, except this...' and I think she's talkign about my birthmark so I say "no, that's just my birth mark."
My team captain is behind me saying "dude, if you weren't already fucked up, I'd smack you upside the head for that comment....dumbass, she's checking your sinuses."
So someone FINALLY says "sweetheart, you have a little bit of a bloody nose." At which point I rub my nose against the back of my hand and realize that I am indeed losing blood through my nose. wow....that's weird...wonder why it doesn't hurt.
So the medic walks me over to the med tent and hands me some gauze, telling me to hold my nose and not tilt my head back....I do as I'm told.
Minutes pass and my eye is starting to feel puffy, the medic informs me she is out of ice (it's 4:30 and camp ends at 5:00, no reason to go to the gas station to get more when no one is SUPPOSED to get hurt) so she stuffs a rolled piece of gauze up my nose and tells me to go sit down.
This involves me cramping up so hard I nearly start to cry. I try to walk around to pace it off, but that's bull shit. I lay on the ground and pray to die...not from the pain in my face, I can't feel that.....but in laying on the ground, I find out why you don't lean your head back when you have a nose bleed. After hawking a HUGE blood loogie on the side lines and totally grossing out everyone in front of me, someone comes and helps me take my boots and socks off because I am incapable of doing it on my own. They put me in the car and go get fun things like ice, ben gay and tylenol...then we return to the hotel where the real fun begins.....

This was me right after we got back to the hotel....Picture number three is a little graphic...Blue was playing with the zoom on the camera to make me look even more like an assault victim.
pathetic, yes.


standard Nee Nee shot, if ever there was one........

And the ugly one from hell.............


Now, I took a shower after this and everything swelled and wept a little bit...it's really nasty when your face is leaking for no apparent reason and there's nothing you can do about it. However, we all decided to go out to dinner. The waitress was convinced I was having sinus issues until blue said "It's not her sinuses, she got her face beat today." The waitress took another look at my eye doing the slow swell and said "oh my god...sweetie, what happened?" We explain that we're a couple of tough rugby players and that I got in a fight with an in-animate object of unknown origins, as no one is sure who hit me, how she hit me, or if it was the ground that did it.

This is what I looked like after dinner....


See how purple it is? That's after about six hours. So I took a tylenol just like the Dr. told me and put MORE ice on it. Yes, I know I'm sunburned, shut up and just look at the eye and the totally swollen side of my face.

So then I wake up Sunday morning....



I'm not closing my eye.....It swelled shut in the night....purty though, ain't it? So I put my right contact in (it is my left eye that's fucked up after all) and my sunglasses on (which totally conceals the black eye) and off we go.

I warmed up with the girls, but that was about it. No one wanted me doing any full contact stuff or anything to further fuck my face up.

So I went all day at rugby camp unable to do ANYTHING because no one wanted me to play. I didn't even want to play...my depth perception was so messed up I didn't feel comfortable playing. I will have you note, however, that my teeth are fine and that my nose is also fine...

The girl who hit me isn't even well liked I found out. No one likes her attitude, the way she plays or just her in general. She plays too rough at drills (obviously) and mouths back at coaches. She was just showing off to the National coaches there and decided to knock my ass out. Other girls say if she makes the women's U-23 team she'll probably end up marked either by another team or her own. No one really wants to play with her, whcih i find funny.

But after a day of watching rugby and sitting outside (and taking more tylenol) I could once again open my eye. I want you to notice the bit of purple forming under my eye in the next pic, as that was a new developement during the day.


This was me last night, post shower on returning from camp. Kim can't believe that when I take a shower, it gets worse....heat+messed up eye=lots more swelling.


And this is me today.....ha ha ha....see, all good if a little puffy.
Go me! The funny thing is the whole left side of my face is still numb....I can't really feel the left side of my nose, my upper left lip or around my eye. Funny....but I guess the swelling is messing up the big nerve in my face.

You can stop with the 'does your face hurt? cuz it's killing me jokes.---I've already had those thoughts and told them about myself.

My reaction to people who ask questions about my face?



"You should see the other bitch."

Just thought I'd share my adventures of the weekend...hopefully it goes away by the seventeenth when I go to a wedding in cali and I"m supposed to look pretty and girly....unfortunately my dress doesn't match the eye, otherwise I wouldn't worry about it.

Nee Nee
the ever graceful and beautiful one.

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