i feel compelled to update...
it's been awhile since my last update, so i'll give this one my best shot...even with a typing handicap (for reasons i'll explain later)
my volunteer position ended a couple weeks back. i'm going to miss the little tykes. my ever awesome "tiger lillies" are no more. but i do plan on doing a second stint starting in a couple of weeks, in which i'll be the proud captain of another (hopefully) awesome group of kids. my other co-captain lasted a whole two days. i kind of figured she wouldn't last when she would say things like "there are too many kids here" or "get the little monsters away from me" or "i don't like kids". i don't even think the kids even noticed she was gone, which is kinda funny
i am sporting one of my worst sunburns ever. went camping with some friends from work a few days ago and went for a hike....no one packed the sunscreen!!! sure, i could have...and i thought i did...but i didn't. so the uppper half of my back, shoulders, neck and arms are fire red. peeling, pain, discomfort...the whole bit. i'm surprised i dont glow in the dark at this point. it's better now...just my shoulders and back haven't healed and faded as well as my arms and neck..but it is getting better. it hurts IT HURTS!
my birthday has come and gone. 21 is no different than 20...except when you tell people you're 21 they all say "so you're legal EVERYWHERE now". yes, yes i am. thanks. it was good though..mom took me shopping (got some new steel toes for work cuz that's all i asked for) and she took me for lunch. so it was nice. then later sean and richelle (his girlfriend) and jeff (their roommate - a prefect stranger to me) took me for dinner. an ok 21 bday for me
SO my main story...i had a little trauma at work the other day. tool rental shift. guy brings back a floor scraper, mel goes to service it, big trauma! so a floor scraper has about a ten inch blade on it in which when it comes back, we have to change the blade and service the machine before putting it back out for someone else to rent. so i'm changing the blade...got the old one off and got the new one on, and as i'm tightening the LAST screw the wrench slips and my hand goes with it...deeply cutting my right index finger!! blood starts dripping everywhere...i panic (I'm not so good with blood and stuff) and immediatly phone the first aid person. i'm FREAKING out and feeling a little faint when they come and whisk me away to the first aid room in which i'm gauzed up and wait for my mom to come get me. down to the emergency room, waiting, and waiting...and waiting..see the doctor (my hero) and he tells me it's pretty deep (i had figured that one out for myself with the amount of blood and the fact that i thought i saw the bone *shudder*). so he froze me (which hurt like hell) and stitched me up - six to be exact. and now i've got sort of a finger cast of gauze on my finger (hence my fun time trying to type). it has been fondly named "fausage" because it looks like a sausage finger = "fausage". it's a little better today, but it still aches and throbs a lot. but it hasn;t kept me from work or anything..which is good. i went back to work the next day. that's right, i'm a toughy..even though i did cry when it was all happening. not from the pain so much (the cut itself didn't even really hurt that much) but from me being all freaked out and panicked..and when the doctor froze my finger i cryed..cuz that just friggin HURT! i just won't be changing anymore floor scrapers
anyways, i'm done until next time. i don;t think my finger can handle any more typing. adios
my volunteer position ended a couple weeks back. i'm going to miss the little tykes. my ever awesome "tiger lillies" are no more. but i do plan on doing a second stint starting in a couple of weeks, in which i'll be the proud captain of another (hopefully) awesome group of kids. my other co-captain lasted a whole two days. i kind of figured she wouldn't last when she would say things like "there are too many kids here" or "get the little monsters away from me" or "i don't like kids". i don't even think the kids even noticed she was gone, which is kinda funny
i am sporting one of my worst sunburns ever. went camping with some friends from work a few days ago and went for a hike....no one packed the sunscreen!!! sure, i could have...and i thought i did...but i didn't. so the uppper half of my back, shoulders, neck and arms are fire red. peeling, pain, discomfort...the whole bit. i'm surprised i dont glow in the dark at this point. it's better now...just my shoulders and back haven't healed and faded as well as my arms and neck..but it is getting better. it hurts IT HURTS!
my birthday has come and gone. 21 is no different than 20...except when you tell people you're 21 they all say "so you're legal EVERYWHERE now". yes, yes i am. thanks. it was good though..mom took me shopping (got some new steel toes for work cuz that's all i asked for) and she took me for lunch. so it was nice. then later sean and richelle (his girlfriend) and jeff (their roommate - a prefect stranger to me) took me for dinner. an ok 21 bday for me
SO my main story...i had a little trauma at work the other day. tool rental shift. guy brings back a floor scraper, mel goes to service it, big trauma! so a floor scraper has about a ten inch blade on it in which when it comes back, we have to change the blade and service the machine before putting it back out for someone else to rent. so i'm changing the blade...got the old one off and got the new one on, and as i'm tightening the LAST screw the wrench slips and my hand goes with it...deeply cutting my right index finger!! blood starts dripping everywhere...i panic (I'm not so good with blood and stuff) and immediatly phone the first aid person. i'm FREAKING out and feeling a little faint when they come and whisk me away to the first aid room in which i'm gauzed up and wait for my mom to come get me. down to the emergency room, waiting, and waiting...and waiting..see the doctor (my hero) and he tells me it's pretty deep (i had figured that one out for myself with the amount of blood and the fact that i thought i saw the bone *shudder*). so he froze me (which hurt like hell) and stitched me up - six to be exact. and now i've got sort of a finger cast of gauze on my finger (hence my fun time trying to type). it has been fondly named "fausage" because it looks like a sausage finger = "fausage". it's a little better today, but it still aches and throbs a lot. but it hasn;t kept me from work or anything..which is good. i went back to work the next day. that's right, i'm a toughy..even though i did cry when it was all happening. not from the pain so much (the cut itself didn't even really hurt that much) but from me being all freaked out and panicked..and when the doctor froze my finger i cryed..cuz that just friggin HURT! i just won't be changing anymore floor scrapers
anyways, i'm done until next time. i don;t think my finger can handle any more typing. adios