Sings of a winter progressing fabulously: windburned cheeks, new handknit hat from local yarn, broken nose....wait, what? There is, of course, a story there.
Scene setting: I have four days left to finish writing my Discussion. I used my only paid leave for Monday and Tuesday. It's a good thing too. Because that is when the specialist clinic is open. Sweet Percy dog broke my nose this morning (March 11th) and I spent the whole morning in the walk in clinic. I got up nice and early and took the dogs for a walk in the park. Percy decided at the last second on one of many throws that she wanted to play tug of war instead of fetch. She has perfected the art of last second moves, that's why she doesn't sleep in the bedroom with the 20 year old cat anymore, a-whole-nother story. I may have woken some of the neighbors with some sailor swearing upon contact of her head and my nose. You know how on tv they always ask patients if they heard anything snap? I used to think that was funny, like it was a silly question...... I was conveniently surrounded by instant ice pack material, so I chilled my face and finished the walk, assuming it was just another big dog head incident that made my eyes water. When I got home and it started to warm up in the shower I changed my mind.
The rest of the story: I did my dog demo with Tatonka for a group of nordic ski patrolers and came home. This was all after surgery from my encouter with Percy's head. I got the tape off and confirmation that all was well on the 21st. On the 22nd I had scheduled to finish Tonka's avalanche recert that I started earlier in the season. Tonka was getting a belly rub while I was getting ready and he stretched out his leg....and.....his paw made the gentlest contact with my nose.... We finished his recert work and I had surgery again the next day.
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