Dec 16, 2015 15:45
Dear Diary,
Today I almost lost a finger and my husband was medical. It was the best day ever. (Firefly meme reference: "Dear Diary: Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy. It was the best day ever.")
I was cleaning the immersion blender and was literally stupid, as in in a stupor. I put my right middle finger in the center of the blades while they were on. Luckily, Adam had been listening to the series of events and, upon hearing me scream, ran into the kitchen like a Winchester brother out of hell. After we'd wrapped my finger in a paper towel and cleaned the blood off the sink, we examined the two wounds, decided I didn't need surgery, and wrapped a small bandage around both. One slice was across the top, toward the nail bed, and the other was round and mussed my fingerprint. I lost several layers of skin and was very dizzy for a while. Again, not bad enough for hospital or stitches.
I might hang on to that paper towel as a reminder. I bleed a sweet merlot.
Also, Adam cut a finger off one of those blue latex gloves to make a finger condom so I could do stuff.
stuff,
life