“Babe, can you finish getting dinner ready? I cut myself.”
Tonight while prepping a red pepper for our dinner salad Tom cut himself. That’s the nice way to say it. The reality is he cut a chunk of his finger off. It wouldn’t stop bleeding. I offered him some super glue, but we went to the ER instead.
When we got there we were “fast tracked” to a room where Tom was cleaned up, wrapped up, and tetanus shotted. Not much else they can do about a missing chunk of skin. We were in and out in about an hour. Then we went to McDonald’s. I wasn’t about to eat the dinner he was making.
No Toms (ring fingers) allowed! Yikes. Hope it doesn’t hurt too much.
Feel better Tommy.
I hope this doesn’t affect your emerging basketball career.
Tom always did like finger foods.
I am sorry, Tom. I hope you recover quickly.
Thanks everyone – It’s doing OK I guess.
The big test will be tomorrow morning when we change the bandage.