Ending the week with a bang

“Well, I guess this week is going out with a bang . . . literally,” said Ace.

I was driving him, and his swollen, bruised nose, on an unexpected trip to the pediatrician’s office. I had just picked him up from school. In the locker room after gym, Ace rounded a bank of lockers ¬†and walked straight into another kid who was sprinting from the other direction. The kid’s head connected with Ace’s nose. The impact knocked Ace to the ground.

“His nose has been bleeding quite a bit,” said the school nurse on the phone, “We’re trying to get it stopped right now.”

My plans for afternoon of sneaking a 30 minute nap on the couch after work evaporated. Instead, I grabbed my stuff and raced to the car.

After seeing the swollen, discolored bridge of his nose, I realized we might end up with x-rays. I don’t really know much about nose injuries. IT Guy has broken his nose before when he was a teenager. Then there was the time he got hit in the face with a quarterstaff during a performance at the Renaissance Festival and ended up with the emergency room. I had to wake him up every hour that night to make sure he didn’t have a concussion. That was the extent of my knowledge of nose trauma, so I called the pediatrician’s office. They recommended we come in and thus, we were driving across town.

The good news is the doctor doesn’t think the nose is broken. She said he might wake up tomorrow morning with two black eyes and more swelling, but other than that, he should be okay. A Facebook friend suggested we have Ace practice saying, “You should see the other guy.”

Not broken, thank goodness

What an end to this very long week. Yes, Ace, that’s going out with a bang.