I woke up this morning with so many things on my to do list during a day off from work. But all those plans went poof during the first 15 minutes of waking up.
I get up to go open the door so that the dogs can get out and find Buddy's bed destuffed. Damn hooligans. They were in an excited state because they were ready to play and I guess thought we were going to play ball. But, I had a bed to clean up. I threw Heidi's ball so they would get out from underfoot, and started to pick up stuffing. As I was bent over picking up, Bruder comes barrelling back to me and his head met the side of my face. Oh my doG.
My teeth rattled, and my bell was rung. You know when you get hurt; and your mind tells you....yeah, this is bad. But the pain hasn't quite made it to the location yet? That happened. Then it just got worse from there. You should see me now. Quite the shiner under my left eye. And my left cheekbone is bruised and swollen. But not nearly as swollen as it was this morning.
After the collision, I immediately put some ice on it...and just stood there, crying. It hurt so badly. I finally got my wits back and went into the house to lay down with my ice...I knew we were going to spend quite a bit of time together. It hurt so badly, I wondered if I should go to the ER. DH called me and I told him what happened...and he came right home. I was so swollen and already getting colorful, so we decided to go. I didn't know if my cheekbone was cracked or what.
So, we go to the ER and they did a CT scan...couldn't do just an regular xray because it was a facial injury. The doctor determined it was not a broken jaw, but didn't like all the crackling noise going on when opening my mouth. The CT scan showed no broken bones, thank goodness. But, I'm here to tell you....my face hurts.
The doctor gave me Darvocet while in the ER; and a prescription of the same...which I definately filled. In fact, I've just taken another dose; and am on my way to take a bubble bath and my ice pack is going with me.
Ouch.