It started out a wonderful morning. I was finally feeling better after a few days of a runny nose and congestion. I went out for a morning run with Rex; down to Matheson Bay, around the coastal walkway, down to harbour and back home. I was feeling great. We had a big day out planned with the whole gang. First we were off to Rita's swim lesson, then into Warkworth for some shopping, a quick visit to the library, and finally finishing up with lunch at a local vineyard. We were waiting for Rita's friend Kaya to be picked up so I peeked into the construction site of a garage downstairs to see how it was all going. I had an idea of where to put the bar fridge and a little kitchenette setup so I called Pete over to have a look. And that's when it happened...........We pulled the wrought iron bed out from the wall where it was leaning and SLAM: the bed frame came flying down and bashed me in the face! I screamed, Pete and Tui looked at me in shock and blood started pouring out. Pete grabbed a towel, mom got some ice and I went straight to the couch to try to ingest what was happening. I kept thinking I didn't want to go to the hospital, I wanted to go out to lunch at the vineyard and pickup the library book I ordered. Funny what runs through your head in a time of emergency and shock. Pete asked me if I thought any of my facial bones were broken and then started in on if I was concussed and what was my name and what day was it. I am Megan stupid and it is Saturday! I am not concussed dammit! Pete called the doctor and made me an appointment then took Rita to her swim lesson while I sat for over and hour with an ice pack on my face, taking copious amounts of arnica to hopefully reduce any bruising. I was pretty certain I was in for a black eye. The scenario was all too familiar as some years back when we were doing a ski season I was pummeled by a large Russian man and ended up with stitches across my nose and two black eyes. The verdict this time around: quite a large slash under my eye but thank god, no stitches. Just a few butterfly strips and off I went. It hasn't bruised or swelled up as much as I anticipated but I do look as though I've been in a pretty good fight.
As for lunch at the vineyard, it was postponed for a day so off we go today all bandaged up and ready to taste some much needed wine!