the birm*

So we were playing footy (rugby, for those in more northern countries) at easter camp (see post below for explanations on what easter camp is) with da boys (and some girls). We were going pretty hard, both young and old, with big hits. Having heaps of fun and just about to quit, as we were all stuffed and ready for a swim, Bake hit up Jono and being bigger than him was pushing him back, so I went for a helping tackle. I bolted for Bake. as I was ready to push him over he must have moved his head back or I misjudged my step and I ended up hitting his head with my nose…and a mighty crack. Pain. I ran to the water knowing it was broken. I spent the next five minutes in the water washing the flow of blood away. It was numb and felt like I had a blocked nose. Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo disgusting! It kept dripping blood til bed time until it cacked…thankfully it was a straight hit and wasn’t crooked. it’s now still a little swollen and sore and makes that funny noise like charlie’s! J