Thursday, February 10, 2011

I need to be more careful

On Tuesday I decided to make some potato chips. I am whizzing along slicing the potatoes and suddenly without warning I sliced off the side of my thumb. Ouch!! The bleeding went on and on. I started getting a little panicky, because I am on blood thinners, so I called Rebecca. I really needed someone to talk me down. We had a bad snowstorm overnight and I did not expect anyone to come help me. I knew they would do nothing in the ER – there was nothing to sew up.

I wrapped the thumb with lots of bandages and Neosporin but it just kept bleeding through. I even had a shamus wrapped around it and it filled with blood. Then I found the piece of skin and threw it away and continued fixing my potato chips. There were sure good in spite of all the action.

I took a pain pill and went a laid down thinking that might stop it bleeding. After a while I call Laurie because I knew she would make me laugh and I sure needed it. Before I went to bed I decided I had to change the glob that was around my thumb and put on fresh bandages and used an ice pack. By morning it had quit bleeding so I took a shower with the bandages on – thinking that would soften them to take off. The blood was so thick that it was still sticking, however it did not start bleeding again. I wrapped it again.

I was supposed to work at the church on Tuesday but there was no way to get out with the weather the way it was and look what happened! So on Wednesday I really did need to go so I went out and scraped the car at zero degrees and headed for the church. It had started bleeding again so I changed the bandage again.  It did not bleed the rest of the day.

I needed to do dishes and since it wasn’t bleeding I stuck my hand in the water to get rid of all the caked on blood. Oh my goodness! All I could do was hold my breath – you know what that is like - you have all been there at one time or another. It did not bleed anymore and I let it air overnight. I just put a band-aid and Neosporin on it to go work at the church. I did not hit it again hard enough to make it bleed today. Wow! What an adventure.

"We have often contemplated the suffering and death of Jesus Christ through... But did we ever stop to think just how truly, physically painful it must have been for Him to be whipped, crowned with thorns, bear the cross, and have iron spikes driven into our hands and feet?"
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