Injuries

This week we finished the book To Kill a Mocking Bird.  In the last few pages of the book it talks about how Jem and Scout got a bit banged up, which reminded me of a story of my own.  It happened a few weeks ago.  I woke up on a normal Saturday except something was different.  So I went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror.  After being surprised that it did not break I saw that I had dried blood all over the right side of my face.  I walked back into my bed room, I saw what else happened.  Now on my bed I have tan maybe cream sheets.  The pillow that I lay my head on every night is no longer a tan maybe cream color it was a brownish red color the  color was my face. So I went back to the bathroom, and I splash some water to get off the blood.  As I was scraping the blood off my face I was pondering why there was blood every.  I came up with this explanation.  I was going sleep walking thin the middle of the might and happen upon an old lady being robbed.  In my effort to help where I can even when sleeping I man up and put the robbing to stop.  So I put up my dukes and duke it out Gary.  Gary is the robber.  I then get in to an epic karate battle ending in a George Simon victory, but I am not untouched.  I have a bloody nose.  I hand back the lady her purse and go off in to the shadows.  Then go back to bed with my nose bleeding and wake up the next morning.  I wish that happened.  After a bit of investigating I found out what really happened.  What really happened was that as I was getting out of bed in the middle of the night I fell and smashed my face on the floor.  No fighting, no shadows, no old ladies, nothing.  Just a clumsy guy who fell out of bed, I think I now need bed rails.  I am such a cluts.