Stabbed in the Face: Day 2

Astute readers may have noticed that I didn't list the lessons I learned from getting stabbed in the face and having my fencing mask bash me in the nose. That was because I didn't, at the time, think I had learned anything new.

Stabbed in the Face = Bad  (yep learned that already)
Wear Safety Equipment (yawn)
Ice Injuries (holding a pint of ice cream against it counts, right?)
Don't Taunt Your Opponent (don't plan to learn that lesson)

Day 2 and my face hurt. I assumed because my nose wasn't broken, the bleeding stopped pretty quick, and there was minimal bruising and swelling on my nose and eyebrow that I could ignore it. But Ouch. All Day Ouchy - Ouch.

Soooo then I decided to go to BJJ. You know, the class that squishes your face.

I got to learn my lesson after all.

Pain Makes You Stupid

I was so distracted by the pain in my face and nose that I made stupid errors in my hand and arm placement that got my fingers rolled back. That distracted me to somehow twist my elbow (not bad, but still). Most of all I just couldn't CONCENTRATE any time pressure was applied to my nose.

I left before I had more body parts in pain than I had ice packs and I'll be fine in a day or two.

Sigh, learning stuff sometimes kind of sucks.