Concussions, broken noses & pain. Oh my!

Last Tuesday morning I awoke to a head butt directly to my right eye brow. Definitely not your typical "meeep, meeep, meeep" (and then "meeep, meeep, meeep" ten minutes later - yes, I'm a snoozer) from the dreaded alarm clock, but not exactly breakfast in bed either. After spending most of the day in a weird fog and nauseous, I decided that not only had my fabulous sleep been rudely interrupted, but I also had a concussion. Thank you child that remains nameless.

Last night the girls were doing a pretty good job of going to bed. We'd done the whole read, get a drink, give kisses, tuck in thing and I thought I was going to be able to watch the rest of American Idol in peace (oh, c'mon, you know you watch it). A girl child of mine that shall remain nameless decided she needed ONE MORE goodnight kiss. As I leaned down to give her the 20th goodnight kiss of the evening, she popped up and smacked me right in the kisser. I screamed the choicest four letter word ever, collapsed on the bed and cried for a bit while trying not to lose my dinner all over the place (sure didn't want to have to clean that up!). After a call to my doc's assistant, I went in to have it checked. The verdict? Might be broken. Since my schnoz is in approximately the right spot there's nothing to be done.