so last wednesday i was washing my dishes, enjoying my evening at home. kind of spaced out. Before I could even blink, a glass I was holding slipped out of my hand and shattered in the sink, and suddenly i was looking at my thumb bleeding all over the place. At first, I thought it wasn't too bad, but then i realized it was a deep cut and that I would probably need stitches. At that point I totally freaked out because I was home alone and I couldn't think of what to do.
So I called Stepha at work and freaked her out, and she called 911. To make a long story short, I ended up in the emergency room, and I was there until 5 AM. Yes, you heard right, 5 A.M. Mostly just waiting around. Needless to say I was kicking myself for not bringing a stack of books and magazines. Instead I had a crazy man harass me about how big the needle for putting in the stitches was going to be.
And yes my thumb is OK now. I actually didn't get any stitches because the doctor thought that there wasn't really anything left to stitch up. Ew. I've been training myself to use my right hand, and I can sort of type. I graduated from gauze to a bandaid yesterday. Ooh exciting.
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