March 14, 2004

• Have you ever noticed how much you use the pads of your fingertips?  The reason that I notice is because I was wounded yesterday by an staple that hadn’t closed all the way around the papers it was supposed to secure.  So the end got stuck in my middle finger and as I pulled away, continued to tear my flesh.  The bad news.  It bled and hurt like no other!  I got blook all over the files, and we didn’t have a band aid handy.  Our first aid kit at work had no band aids.  I should sue!  After all, we are in a litigation obsessed society.  I could really use the money too.  That, however would make me a hypocrite because I chastise fraudulent legal battles.  The good news.  I have a scab that I can pick at now.  Haha.  I know, it’s weird.  Yet there is something about the feeling when fresh air is exposed to an reopened wound after you have picked the scab.  Anybody else feel that way?

  
  

  This morning though, my lola was removing some seams using what I think is called a “seam ripper”.  It is a sharp object.  She stabbed herself on her wrist.  It was bleeding pretty bad, but once we were able to control the bleeding and clean it up, the actual wound was just a little bigger than my wound.  I took my lola to the emergency room though, because she asked, and as I have said before, what she says goes.  I really felt like everything was okay, and when we got there, they gave her a tetanus shot, gave us some neosporin and a band aid, and sent us on our way.  So, we’re going to keep an eye on if it gets infected, and she should heal up real soon.  Her blood pressure was a little elevated, but I think that had to do with her being wounded too, and her body trying to send more platelets to stop the bleeding.

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