My first injury! And how! I was skating in a drill and all of a sudden I'm airbound, landing mostly on my face, my glasses flying into the fray. one of the first things we learn in derby is how to fall, but "on the face" is not a preferred way. I notice that my face is bleeding, apparently in the process my glasses broke, causing a tiny cut near my eyebrow. If you've ever had a cut near your eyebrow you know that it's going to bleed profusely. It did, scaring the heck out of everyone (me included).

One girl told me that boxers get hit there all the time. One told me that I was the first girl to spill blood on our track, thereby making it officially "ours." Our male ref came over terrified by the sight of the blood, thinking I had lost a tooth. One girl ran over with a camera to get a picture--before you think she's cruel know that I requested this (perhaps I will post it later).

There was a bit of an arguement, as yet another girl ran over with an antique first aid kid, telling us that it dated back to WWII (I think), which concerned someone who thought that the items within would be outdated; luckily only the box was antique, the first aid items were new. I was informed that there was a book in the kit that told us how to do sutures with a needle and a strand of human hair, but I was glad that this was not necessary.

One of our girls is an RN so she took care of things. Most girls just get interesting bruises. I get a nifty scar.

Damn. Look at that eye. Do you see a crow's foot? Do you see a bag? Hell no. This is what 31 looks like, bitches. Don't hate.

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