I am such a klutz.
On Dec. 20, I sliced part of my left index fingertip off trying to chop an onion for chili. Knives had just been professionally sharpened and I wasn't watching what I was doing.
An avulsion, the ER department at Baylor All Saints Hospital called it. Sent me home without apparently stopping the bleeding. Woke up @ 3:30 a.m. with something wet on my face. Finger was sopping wet, as were the bedsheets, my clothes.
Called hospital, was told to come back. What! Me pay another $100 co-pay for an ER visit? I took a wad of papertowels, applied pressure, fell asleep with hands held above my body. Woke up @ 6 a.m. Bleeding had stopped.
Hospital charging $600 to my insurance company for visit; I went to the hospital thinking cut needed to be sutured. Couldn't be sutured, because I had sliced skin off, nothing to suture together. OUCH!
Had to change bandage several times each day.
Due to the nature of the slice, I'm sure my husband's finger would have kept bleeding too, if he had been the patient.
Got a mandeline -- a fancy slicing machine -- at a restaurant supply store. Day after I injured my left hand, I used the mandeline and tried to slice off the smallest finger on my right hand. Not too bad, compared to my left hand.
Next day I was nuking formula for our Abyssinian kittens born 12/06. Grabbed microwave rack and voila! burned my left hand.
An anonymous relative felt pity and gave me a small first-aid kit in my Christmas stocking.
Last Friday (New Year's Eve), I was grabbing a Farberware party urn to take to our club's cat show in Waxahachie TX and knocked some metal serving trays off a 6-foot-high shelf. Trays crashed down on me and the washing machine (need to patch that with epoxy now). Cut my nose in 2 places, got a very spectacular bruise on my right shoulder, with several lines where the trays hit me. Lovely goose egg bruise.
My New Year's resolution?
Open my eyes, watch what I'm doing, use a step ladder.
On Dec. 20, I sliced part of my left index fingertip off trying to chop an onion for chili. Knives had just been professionally sharpened and I wasn't watching what I was doing.
An avulsion, the ER department at Baylor All Saints Hospital called it. Sent me home without apparently stopping the bleeding. Woke up @ 3:30 a.m. with something wet on my face. Finger was sopping wet, as were the bedsheets, my clothes.
Called hospital, was told to come back. What! Me pay another $100 co-pay for an ER visit? I took a wad of papertowels, applied pressure, fell asleep with hands held above my body. Woke up @ 6 a.m. Bleeding had stopped.
Hospital charging $600 to my insurance company for visit; I went to the hospital thinking cut needed to be sutured. Couldn't be sutured, because I had sliced skin off, nothing to suture together. OUCH!
Had to change bandage several times each day.
Due to the nature of the slice, I'm sure my husband's finger would have kept bleeding too, if he had been the patient.
Got a mandeline -- a fancy slicing machine -- at a restaurant supply store. Day after I injured my left hand, I used the mandeline and tried to slice off the smallest finger on my right hand. Not too bad, compared to my left hand.
Next day I was nuking formula for our Abyssinian kittens born 12/06. Grabbed microwave rack and voila! burned my left hand.
An anonymous relative felt pity and gave me a small first-aid kit in my Christmas stocking.
Last Friday (New Year's Eve), I was grabbing a Farberware party urn to take to our club's cat show in Waxahachie TX and knocked some metal serving trays off a 6-foot-high shelf. Trays crashed down on me and the washing machine (need to patch that with epoxy now). Cut my nose in 2 places, got a very spectacular bruise on my right shoulder, with several lines where the trays hit me. Lovely goose egg bruise.
My New Year's resolution?
Open my eyes, watch what I'm doing, use a step ladder.