One would think by this age, I'd have a lick of sense. And I usually do. Just not today.
Fixing supper, I opened a soup can, one of those pull-top types, and as I always do, I took it to the kitchen sink to rinse it off before putting it in the recycling. Something I've done hundreds of times without incident. Ordinarily I use a sponge or brush to clean off the food, but I stupidly decided to use my bare hand to help things along. WRONG. Don't you know I cut the crap out of my index finger on my right hand, and bled like a stuck pig all over the place. Scared myself silly. I'm not afraid to see blood, but it came out so FAST. Sheesh. I even thought I might have to have my husband drive me to the ER for stitches, but I did manage to get the bleeding stopped, and I think I'm going to live. Here's a funny aside: my DH cannot!!! handle seeing blood, his or anyone else's, so I had to bandage myself so that he wouldn't see me bleeding all over and pass out, which is something he's done a few times (don't tell him I told ya! he really doesn't think it's very *ahem* masculine to fall on the floor in a crisis, poor guy;).
Lordy, lordy. Can't do dishes for a few days (OH DARN!) or do much in the way of artwork or stitching or needlefelting or nuffin! So I went to the library and got 4 books to read so I won't go nuts or watch too much TV. Sigh. Tomorrow's a busy busy day, too, so I think I'm going to hit the sack and catch some Zs.
So much for catching up! Oh well. Could be worse. Have a great day tomorrow folks.
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2 comments:
oh my~!~ it really could have been worse but it sounds bad enough~!~ getting out of dishes = GOOD
more time to read = GOOD
so i guess it's almost all good~!~
:)
libbyQ
p.s. AND you can still blog = GOOD
:)
Hmmm. Accident, did you say? Sounds a little suspicious to me. Four books? Hmmm.
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