The night of. It's not so bad.
The next morning. Looking good, Quasimodo.
The second day. Good grief, man. What is wrong with your face?
Dad took a header trying to ice skate. For anyone keeping track, this should even out his face. The permanent swelling from the previous experience is on the other side.
The next morning. Looking good, Quasimodo.
The second day. Good grief, man. What is wrong with your face?
Dad took a header trying to ice skate. For anyone keeping track, this should even out his face. The permanent swelling from the previous experience is on the other side.
5 comments:
Wow he must've fell hard! OUCH! poor guy!
Holy Cow!! How in the world did that happen??
Geez Jen! You need to quit beating your husband.....JK! Um, maybe ice skating is not for him. TeHe!!!
You should probably stick with stamp collecting and leave the hardcore sports like ice skating to the big dogs. Peace.
Nice job documenting the wound. I love all the happy snow pics on your blog. Christopher longs for it, but I can be completely satisfied looking at pictures on New England blogs. (It was 73 degrees today.)
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