Falls suck, period. Self rhinoplasty is no fun for anyone, ever. Trust me:
I’ve had some pretty gnarly falls, resulting in LOTS of tears, a broken nose, a concussion, sore muscles, ginormous ankle (that was everclears fault) and zero remaining dignity. But, I have my teeth! Have to stay positive, right? The problem when I fall (other than the obvious act of falling) is that even through I get my hands up to “catch” myself, most of my weakness is in my upper arms therefore they crumble on impact and I use my Big ol’ Brous lips to break my fall.
Pray for my poor, sweet husband. You know me, you know how hardheaded I am, and you know I’m not slowing down anytime soon. He catches me, thank goodness, washes my hair when it hurts to lift my hands over my head, and tells me to slow down – but honestly, where’s the fun in that?
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