Careful That’s Sharp
My cell phone rang today at 2:35; it was the “special” jingle bell song that I have set for my wife (that is an entirely different blog) so I know when she calls. I answered to her asking me when “I would be home”. I told her my plan was to leave the station in the next 30 minutes…I could hear the anxiety in her voice and asked why. She told me she had cut her finger while quilting and was having trouble stopping the bleeding. I asked her how bad she was cut and she said, “Well there is a little piece of my finger and nail still on the rotary blade”. I headed home. I checked in with my wife a few times to see how she was doing. “I’m still bleeding”, she responded. I told her I thought we would need to go to the emergency room – she was not thrilled. My wife is not a fan of doctors. Before I arrived home she called the St Vincent Urgent Care people on Broadwater. They urged her to come in as soon as possible. You think? I wondered if this was their standard answer to every call. Good way to market the business and attract new customers. No matter what is going on, my mind is always in business mode. Long story short, we got to Urgent Care, the people there were wonderful from the front desk, to the prep nurse to Dr. Shari who explained the options of having her piece of finger patched back on or bandage it up and let the skin grow back. My wife chose the latter. She now has a bandage on her index finger that resembles a very large Q-Tip. The real kicker to all of this: after we got home from the Dr. I made pizza, and guess who wanted to use the rotary cutter to slice it!