Not long ago, I fell — hard. And not just metaphorically.
Getting out of a car one day, I lost balance and landed face-first on the concrete. Two of my teeth broke and pierced through my lip. I was rushed to the hospital for stitches and scans. There was no time to process — just pain.
No painkillers were prescribed. I was left with over-the-counter options and the type of endurance no one talks about.
But honestly? The physical injury was only half of it.
