So, I woke up Monday morning and thought, “Hmm…my nose is sore”. I didn’t think much of it until I got out of the shower, dried my face – and noticed that it was still sore. What the what? It looked fairly normal, but the bridge was sore. It hurt when I touched it, it hurt when I scratched it, it hurt when I wrinkled it. (I stopped doing those things, but I complained about it all day.)
I complained about it today, too – especially when I noticed my profile. I’ve always had a bumpy nose, and I’m ok with it, but it looks EXCEEDINGLY bumpy to me now. I made Lloyd come look, and he concedes that it might look a tiny, tiny bit swollen. I proceeded to convince him that this witch nose looks nothing like my normal nose. We took photos to document it, but I’ll never ever share those with you. If it continues to look like this, I’m getting a nose job.
So what happened? Did he accidentally hit me in the night? Neither of us remember that. Did I hit myself – waking myself up? I must really hate myself to give me this nose. Hmmm….. what could have happened?