random injury generator

[the_siobhan]

I broke my nose last night.

This makes me very unhappy. Not because of the broken nose itself -- I've had one of those before. Not because of the pain -- It's not really very painful. Not because of the accompanying bumps and scrapes, or the fact that I will probably have a scar. Not the minor annoyance of having to wash blood out of my clothes, or the slightly less minor inconvenience of having to be careful when I put on my glasses in the morning. It's not even the fact that I have to breathe through my mouth -- which makes me feel slightly dorky -- the slightly nasal tone my voice has taken on, or even the disturbingly gorey things that happen when I sneeze.

No, I'm irritated because I know that for the next six weeks, people are going to be looking at my face and saying, "Dude! What happened to you? Did you get in a fight?" And I'm going to have to say, "No.

I fell off my bike."

Oh, the ignomy.

Comments

[montieth.livejournal.com]

Oh, and you should try getting clotheslined off a moving motorcycle!

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I sympathize because I had a minor spill on the CB750 a few years ago that resulted in not one, but two broken wrists. I had matching thumb spica casts and had a bit more of a challenge in daily tasks. Wrists are very key for very important things like wiping your backside!

I can only imagine.

I've fallen off my motorcycle once, and off a friend's dirtbike once, and only suffered scratches and bruises and that particular stiff-legged walk you get when your entire skin hurts. I have no idea how I managed to bounce my face off the road this time.

The bicycle doesn't have a single scratch on it.

(Other things Siobhan has fallen off of, a cliff, a horse (different horses but only once each) and the wagon (the same wagon but different times.)

Oh, and you should try getting clotheslined off a moving motorcycle!

Now that sounds painful!

[montieth.livejournal.com]

The clothesline incident involved a steel box section beam between two sign posts. I was going slow enough (in a dark parking lot) that I had enough time to look up, see the beam, think about how it was going to hurt and then get swept off the bike. The full face helmet saved me from a broken nose, but I think, only just.