It’s hideous, I know

My first (and hopefully ONLY, EVER) black eye.  And those little black things aren’t spiders, they’re stitches.  Three.  And the actual cut?  Lightning-bolt shaped.  How interesting! 
It really freaking hurts.  Not constantly, though, thank goodness.  Only when I blink, smile, bite, chew or make any kind of facial expression at all.  It hurts even more if I flinch or laugh.  
How did I maim myself in such a way, you ask?  I tripped over my exercise ball, which was NOT in my path on the way TO Alison’s closet but mysteriously WAS in my path on the way back.  Suddenly, my feet were swept out from under me and my face went WHAM! on the floor.  My glasses were the only thing between my face and the floor, which is what created the lovely puncture at the corner of my eye.  
                                                    What I managed to hurt in the fall:
                            cheek bone    brow bone     eye ball     eye lid      knee    elbow