All I want is a quiet, peaceful life. Seriously! Today, I was watching the 5 sisters (whose parents are in Mexico) plus Aaron, and we decided we wanted soup for lunch. One of the girls had partially opened one of the cans, and I got the brilliant idea to pry it open with a spoon. Well, the spoon slipped and my hand came down on the can, slicing my thumb. I turned on the water and threw my hand under the sink.
When the bleeding stopped, I proceeded to call every paramedic I knew and not one was home! So, I called the guys up at James' volunteer station to come and see if I needed stitches. Their verdict was "probably". So, after feeding them, sending them upstairs to take naps and finding someone to watch all 6 kids, I headed off to the doctor. After telling me I needed "7,000 stitches all over my body" the doctor got serious and said I had a choice between a couple of stitches and "steri strips". Guess which one I chose?
3 comments:
If you want peaceful you better quit helping those crazy Hardisons! So Sorry you hurt your hand! Tell Jenny I said thanks! See you soon! From summy Mexico!
First a broken elbow, now a sliced up finger, what are we going to do with you? Please don't break, slice or hurt anything else on your body, please!! LOL....
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Hope your finger heals up fast.
It's pretty pitiful isn't it?
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