Ouch!!!

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I was trying to find a bell for Maggiepie today. They were in a box on a shelf in a closet in her apartment. I was trying to get it out when **BAM** I was hit in the face with something! Bashed the right side of my face by my eye and across the bridge of my nose. I can't say I saw STARS, because I never see stars, but I did have a momentary white out. I think I said a few rude words while holding my face. The right side and bridge started hurting right away - actually, for me, a pretty good sign... "What's wrong? What happened?" Maggie called worriedly from the other room. I looked around for the guilty object and found a ketchup bottle on the floor. "Oh, I dropped a bottle of ketchup on my face," I told her as I picked it up. "Are you all right?" she asked. "Oh, I might get a black eye out of it," I responded. I went back to trying to get that darn box off the shelf - at this point it ISN'T going to win mind you. "Let me see," she demanded. I went in and turned on the over head light. "Well," she said after looking it over. "There might be some scrapes over here." She gently touched the side of my face. "Let me get that box down," I said and went back to it, finally getting it down. I went thru and found a bell to her liking and put it away, then put the stuff back on the shelf - including the ketchup bottle. "If you get a black eye you'll have to tell people I hit you," she said joking. "No I'm not going to tell them that," I replied. After all, if the company even THOUGHT she might do something like that she'd lose her helper and probably any chance of having ANY helper... I get home, finally, and tell the roomie and finally get a look at myself in the mirror. I think I might get a bit of a black eye out of this actually, looks like a bit of a bruise forming already and I was feeling kindda bad when I got home, but after eating I'm feeling better. The roomie said that if I went to mom's with a black eye she would freak out. I said, no, she wouldn't freak out, but the staff might a bit! My stomach had been hurting, but was feeling better after feeding it - my head hurts and actually my neck hurts too (but that really isn't too strange with the cold front blowing in today.) I told the roomie that it reminded me of the time I was taking a nap and the "box" fell on my head. I kid you not, I dreamed a box hit my head so clearly I looked for that box several times before I admitted it had to have been a CAT falling on my head! So, you have anything land on your head lately (I hope not!)