Slow down, Turbo.

Grace, poise, eloquence...

Not exactly words I would EVER use to describe myself. Especially not after what I did to myself approximately 2 weeks ago.

Josh and I were over at some friends house to watch the TT/KSU game and the Rangers play it out for their entry into the World Series. As the night went on (and Kstate WON), I noticed that the bottle of wine I purchased to share with friends was empty- and that I had consumed it all on my own. Probably because I was hanging with 2 pregnant ladies. Anyway, that leads me to the next part of the night...

We were all discussing funny things that we do to our husbands/boyfriend, and I was telling a story- okay, I was RE-ENACTING a story, of how I get really scared when I have to go to the bathroom at night at Josh's house as I'm convinced a ghost is watching me from the bathroom window. So when this happens, I have to run into his room and dive into bed on top of him.

Unbeknownst to me, there was an arm-rest hiding in the sectional I was using as my "Josh" prop, and when I demonstrated the dive, I dove face first into it, crushing my nose. With blood everywhere and my once symmetrical nose now on the left side of my face I ran into the bathroom. This is where Josh found me, lying on the floor, with paper towels pressed against my face. I'm pretty sure the response I got was "Really Babe? What did I tell you about re-enactments?"

We spent the rest of the evening at the ER, where Josh got to watch the Rangers win from the comfort of our hospital room, and where I got to spend $150 for the doctor to tell me that there is nothing they can do until the swelling goes down. Josh was so concerned that he would be accused of beating me, that he spent any face time with the hospital staff hugging and kissing me so he could be sure he appeared as the loving/caring boyfriend. And he thinks I'm dramatic...

I got to go to Chicago on Monday for work with my nose on the side of my face (that was fun to explain to clients), and when I returned home on Friday, I met with an ENT. He suggested immediate surgery to avoid a full on rhinoplasty, which I had the following Monday. After a week in a nose stint, I'm now back to my normal nose.

Moral of the story: Re-enactments are dangerous.

Here are some super flattering pics of the nose progress.

Hospital pic (Josh is a lucky, lucky man).




Day 2- hmm, that is one swollen nose.




Day 4ish- Yep, not so straight.




After Surgery- yeek.




And Today- still swollen but almost back to normal