Yup it's true, I had a nose job. But not in the Ashlee Simpson kind of way. Sadly, it's much more painful than that. It was actually a reconstructive surgery because I broke my face. Yup, my face. My nose was broken in 6 places, I fractured my left cheek bone and needed 5 stitches between my left eye and nose.
How you ask? I tripped in a crack in the side walk. Yup, I am the world's biggest klutz. I was at a Superbowl party (it was for my former youth group so, I was completely sober). I needed to use the rest room so, I left the heated garage and "scurried" my way across the walkway. Except, well... I didn't make it all the way. I tripped and just so happen to be at the perfect angle to smack my head on the cement porch step. Next thing I know, I am in the back seat of my friends car while my other friend is holding a paper towel to my bleeding head. Three days later I had reconstructive surgery. My insurance covered all but a $6 co-pay for the follow up visit. Most people that I meet now, have no clue my face once looked like ground beef. I am going to show you a few photos, so if you are squeamish, look away at the second one.(consider your self warned)
This was all I could find of me before. Classic MySpace photo.
Yes, I look stoned. this was less than 24 hours after I broke my face. I had a lot of pain killers in my system.
Cuddles from the best dog in the world will make any one happy. Even if you have a cast on your face.
And that is the story of how I got a $6 nose job, alternative title; "proof that I am the world's biggest klutz"
ouch!
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