Poor Ollie man

Mike and I spent last night at Kalahari Resort in Sandusky to celebrate his birthday (wicked awesome, and I'll share about the park when I'm not bumming) and made it back this afternoon/evening. At first, everything was ok. Then at one point, I left the room and heard squawking and screeching and flailing from the living room- not surprising, given that the birds often battle one another. This time, though, it was not ok. Turns out Pepper bit Ollie in the face and took a chunk out of his little nostril area! Poor little blue man. He's acting fairly normal but still, he has to be in a ton of pain. It keeps opening up and bleeding and the little guy can barely open his beak to eat. The vet said I should wait and bring him in tomorrow, but I'm just so worried. :-(