Yay blood!

I just discovered today how bipolar I can be when it comes to injuries and pain.

According to the others, I tried to tackle someone and she swung around. All I remember was a collision with a hard object and flying back a few feet with this massive pain in my left temple. I decided to lie there for a bit since I couldn't get up without my head spinning. Then I decided to remove my hand a bit to see what was going on. Biiig mistake.

Seeing my entire hand covered in blood (and realising that it was streaming into my eyes) sent me into this massive panic attack. I mean, I've seen what cleats can do (see Zidane) but it's kiiiinda different when it happens to you.

Hearing that it was only a small cut sent me into hysterical laughter followed by frustration that I couldn't go back and play again.

Now I just want to sleep.