Broken.

[featherynscale]

Tripped over some uneven concrete picking up lunch for the office today. Fell, hit a door with my forehead, tore up my knee, and cut open my scalp on the door handle. Yeah. I'm gonna be the prettiest trauma victim at the personal injury ball.

Anyway.

Bonus points for me because when the paramedics came, they couldn't see the cut, because the blood was the same color as my hair.

Comments

[malvito.livejournal.com]

OMG, how horrible. *big hugs* Um, OK, probably *Gentle hugs* would be more appropriate under the circumstances.

I can always send Widdle Racer The Pooh to give you puppy kissies.

Get better soon. (I'd send you gracefulness energies, but I'm not exactly Nureyev, either ...)

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Thank you dahling. Actually, hugs are okay. :)
I will discourage people from grabbing my knee, or poking at my head for a bit, but other than that, I still seem to be functional.