Should have stayed in bed. Get up this morning, have to take our German Shepherd out for his morning walk. Go to put my shoes on, use my left index finger to slip my heel into the shoe. At the same time the dog runs behind me all excited to take off, knocking me off balance. I slam my foot down to keep from falling, and dislocate said finger. Yep bent it 90 degrees to the right. I cried. Even more so when I put it back in place.
It gets even better. Go into the bathroom to get some Tylenol for the pain. As I twist the lid off the bottle I slice the end of the other index finger on a sliver of the foil that sealed the bottle. Of course drop I the bottle, and now have blood and pills spilling everywhere. :doah:
You try holding a finger to try and stop the bleeding, (I'm on blood thinners)with a hand that's throbbing, and can't bend.
Had to wrap the finger in toilet paper to try and get it to slow down so I could get a band aid or some tape to wrap it up. Of course when I found the tape I had to use a now bloody hand to get the tape loose enough to start wrapping it around the mess.
Then go back to the bathroom and clean up the blood, and try and pick up the pills. Do you know how hard it is to pick up a bunch of little pills and not use your index fingers?
Meanwhile, the wife gets up, looks in on me and the mess, just shakes her head and walks away. Not the first time she's been witness to my follies.
It gets even better. Go into the bathroom to get some Tylenol for the pain. As I twist the lid off the bottle I slice the end of the other index finger on a sliver of the foil that sealed the bottle. Of course drop I the bottle, and now have blood and pills spilling everywhere. :doah:
You try holding a finger to try and stop the bleeding, (I'm on blood thinners)with a hand that's throbbing, and can't bend.
Had to wrap the finger in toilet paper to try and get it to slow down so I could get a band aid or some tape to wrap it up. Of course when I found the tape I had to use a now bloody hand to get the tape loose enough to start wrapping it around the mess.
Then go back to the bathroom and clean up the blood, and try and pick up the pills. Do you know how hard it is to pick up a bunch of little pills and not use your index fingers?
Meanwhile, the wife gets up, looks in on me and the mess, just shakes her head and walks away. Not the first time she's been witness to my follies.
