Fresh Paint
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Waiting For the Black Eye to Ripen
While going for oh well, just one more print today, I let the handle of the press slip and it whacked me in the cheekbone. Luckily there's snow on the ground, so Sadie gave me a clean vinyl glove that I filled, and Marge, who was a nurse, told me to ice it for 20 minutes. So sat with a glove wrapped in a clean rag against my cheek hoping to keep the bruising down and trying not to think about what sounded like a crack when the handle flew back.

So have taken a lot of ibuprofen and am going to take it easy tonight.

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