
Started off my morning in fine fashion today. We brought Lyla to the doctor to get a flu shot and on the way out it had started to rain. After getting the kids into the car, I ran around to my side and in my haste to get in out of the rain I opened the door right into my forehead. Gave myself a nice gash.
Since I was already at a doctor's office, I just ran back upstairs and had her doctor clean me up and tape the wound closed. Not that I didn't trust him, but I then went to a dermatologist to make sure that I wasn't going to have a nasty scar. He said my modeling career is probably over, but the scar shouldn't be too bad as long as I don't mess with the wound and keep it closed.
My forehead is starting to pulse, so I think I'll go lie down now. Good times. :-)