I was putting an envelope that had Chris's video game fixing tools on the top of the cabinets and I guess this sucker fell out and got stuck vertically in the vinyl tile floor. I unknowingly stepped on it. It didn't hurt very much, but I wanted to wash it off so I started hopping to the bathroom. About half way there I noticed that blood wasn't just dripping but streaming out of my foot. Not wanting to make any more of a mess I asked Dalin (the only other person home) to get me a napkin from the table. He went over to the table and realized he couldn't reach the napkins and said, "You do it mommy." Thanks dude! While I was waiting for him a puddle of blood had gathered where I was standing. I made it to the bathtub to rinse it out and called Chris to come home and help me. Dalin did bring me a towel to redeem himself. I was going to try to clean up the blood trail of gore myself, but I didn't want to get any more on the floor and I also wanted Chris to see it so he would know I wasn't overreacting. When Chris got home the first thing he did was take pictures of the mess on the floor. I don't think I'll post them to save those who may have a weak constitution. Before Chris could get it cleaned up, my mom dropped by and saw what looked like a crime scene I'm sure. I am absolutely fine now, it doesn't really hurt and I can even walk pretty well. It's just another injury to add to my embarassing moments.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
What a Week!
I never thought I was prone to accidents or illnesses, but this week has proven me wrong. On Sunday night/Monday morning I don't know what I was sick with, but it felt like some one was stirring my brain like it was in a punchbowl. On Thursday after doing some yard work I had a stabbing pain in my abdomen that was so bad I almost passed out (don't worry it only lasted for a couple of hours, I was fine in time to pick up Aiden). Then on Friday, in a freak accident that I'm convinced could only happen to me, I sliced the bottom of my foot open resulting in a lidocaine shot, a tetanus shot, an antibiotic shot and three stitches. I'm really not looking for pity or sympathy, just letting you all know I'm still alive.