It was a week ago yesterday since my head became "close" with the evil bungee cord from hell...
I didn't post about it, but many heard the story already.... Guess it needs to go down in blog infamy (the blog is a chronicle of things that happen to me afterall, right?? ;-) )....
Friday June 3rd, after the show, the dogs and I went back to the car to pack up. I got the dogs all loaded up in the car, and was securing things down before I left. I had a soft crate that I was bungeeing down to the top of one of the wire crates. I'm short. This is a known fact. So I tossed the one end of the bungee cord towards the passenger side, over the soft crate. I tugged it lightly and it felt like it caught, so I pulled it towards the front of the crate (towards me). I had it almost latched down when the back end of the bungee flew forward, nailing me just to the right of center in my forehead.
As is common when you get hurt, you hold the hurting area and double over. As I turned and doubled over, I saw a lady walking a Boxer past. She stopped and asked if I was ok. I stood up and moved my hand from my head. Her eyes got big and said "you're bleeding pretty bad". I wiped my hand across my forehead and it came back bloody, and then I saw the blood down my arm.
I keep paper towels in the car, so I grabbed some and started applying pressure. She went back to her motorhome to get some ice. On her way, she asked someone about a first aid station. When she came back to me, I had finished packing up the rolling cart and had moved my car. I reparked in the shade (had to leave the dogs in the car, and it was about 11:30am - thankfully it was literally right across from the beach!!) and went to the first aid station.
It'll scar, but I'll have a "dog show war wound" to tell stories about... LOL It still is tender, but is healing up well... I'm just glad I didn't have to have Frankenstein stitches in my forehead! ;-)
This is another testament that dog people are the best people. :)
