Since it was the first side, I landed on the left side of my jaw. Not my nose, thank goodness. For a moment or two I just stayed balled up on the ground, freaked out, angry, scared. Until I realized that just because I saw stars did not mean that I had suffered a concussion. Then I freed a hand and, touching my face, I realized that nothing was broken. Least of all my nose, thank GOD, as I am now quite happy with my nose, both the aesthetics and its functionality – I can breathe quite deeply through my nostrils now, something I had only heard about before.
Val brought me a towel filled with snow. And Oni re-Pasasana-ed me when I was ready. And the rest of my practice, like all that came before it, was fine.