Letting my hands drop to my side, I gripped the edge of the bed, preparing to be poked and prodded. I cringed as Glenda reached her hands up, to touch each side of my face, turning it gently to get a better look at my jaw. "Well, you'll certainly be needing some stitches, but nothing I can't handle. We'll start there and make our way down." She said looking me in the eye as she pulled her hands away, patting me lightly on the shoulder.