Hey Why Don't You Just Hit Me With That Puck

Well, this sucks. The world seems to enjoy my pain. After my ordeal yesterday I got to endure more pain today. Yay for pain, well not really.

 

So today my mouth was killing me during school so I came home at lunch and stayed home, rested and watched TV. I forgot that tonight I agreed to help my sister's hockey team. They were having a exhibition game so I told them I would help on the bench opening doors and what not. The arena was a complete dump. Old, smelly, and had a rehad clinic in it, not to mention the chinese buffet. This arena was old. It was built in the 40's. Very, very old. When we got to the benches after about 5 minutes I was freezing my ass off. It was cold. The game started and I was operating the defense door. About 5 minutes in one of the girls went to clear it out of their zone and tried to chip it off the boards. Tried being the keyword. The puck missed the boards and made a date right to my chin. I got hit but it didn't hurt, at the time.

 

Later I got a nice purple and blue blood blister. Well that didn't fly with me. So I popperd it. Now everything was good, no blister, just a little scrape of skin missing and that was all. The game continued and it got worse. After the game I went to check it to see it swelling. It was swelling pretty good. I figured I would just put some ice on it later and the swelling would go down.

 

Well I got home and now it is bruised, swollen and hurts. I have ice on it but i fear that tomorrow it will be bad. Why does the world love my pain? :(