Twice in six months...

I can't believe it. I go years, years, without visiting an emergency room, and now I've been twice in six months.

DH and I were working in the backyard, trimming some trees that were hanging over the back fence. Suddenly I stepped on a unsecured bit of landscape edging and it swung up and hit me in the left eye - right smack in the middle of my left eyebrow. Blood was everywhere, my glasses (which likely saved my eye) were flung off somewhere, and for the first moment, I was convinced that my lens had shattered and buried itself in my eye. DH freaked out when he saw me drop to the ground clutching my eye - apparently he thought that I was going to be holding my eyeball in my hand or something.

Anyway, to make a long story short, since it was a pretty big gash so close to my eye, off to the emergency room we went. Two and a half hours later - no stitches, no corneal abrasion. Still, better safe than sorry. It was a pretty ugly cut, right in the middle of my eyebrow. My glasses... well they are intact, but they are bent out of shape crazy. Another trip to the eye doctor for me.

I just know that it is going to scar, and then no eyebrow hair will grow, and I'll have a little bald spot right in the middle of my eyebrown. Awful.

DH is feeling really confident after this episode, leaving me alone in four days.