***WARNING: This post contains gory pictures. Proceed at your own risk.
I was home alone when I decided to quit procrastinating and do the dishes. A few dishes in I was swishing my hand inside a glass when the glass popped. My hand kept going and before I knew it, I watched a deep, disgusting gash rip open at the base of my right thumb. It began to bleed furiously, and in my panic, I forgot where my phone was. I had to call Chris! I ran around the house frantically looking for my phone as I dripped blood on walls, the floor, and lightswitches. :P
Called him up and he was about 30 min. away, and would that be quick enough? I looked at this and thought, "Um, no."
He made it home in about 15. :P He helped me change out of my exercise pants, (of COURSE I was wearing my most stupid outfit when I had to visit the ER,) and off we went. The lady who checked us in was super sweet and congratulated me for being a no-vaccinations homeschooler (!!). The doctor came in and prepared to sew me up. (I tried to forget I was still wearing my awkwardly-fitting exercise shirt and that my hair had the undeniable pony-tail dent.)
She shot me up a million times with numbing stuff, none of which took effect. :( But 11 stitches later, my thumb looked a whole lot better than it did before.
A nice man cleaned me up afterwards, and wrapped my hand up very tight.
Throughout it all, God answered every single one of my prayers - that I'd stay calm, handle the pain, and not be afraid. Every single one of the people who helped me was very kind and fun. For an ER visit, it was a good one.
I am out of commission as a violin/piano player and speed typist and dish washer and all that for at least a week, however. :( Poor Chris. ;P
If you made it through all that, congrats, and be careful washing dishes! lol