Barefootin' Mama in the Middle of Nowhere

Stitched Up!!

So I am 24 years old (will be 25 in less than a month) and I received my very first set of stitches (if you don’t count the ones they give you after a c-section… which I dont)… And when I say set I definitely mean set… one… two… that’s all….

Please… let me share!

Date: Saturday

Scene: Miss Scarlett  in the kitchen with the mandolin slicer cutting potatoes for supper (around 4:10pm)

Me: Oh boy! (as I cut half of the tip of my ring finger on my right hand off)… seriously… i said “oh boy”…   I stand in the kitchen for a moment staring at the blood pouring out of my finger and try to decide whether a band-aid will stop this or not…. decide against it and grab the closest thing to me… (levynn’s undershirt) and wrap it tight around my finger…

Levynn: you okay mama? you okay? you okay mama?

Me: Yes, honey, mama is fine… let’s phone and see what grandma is doing right now…

So I phone Paul’s mom… no answer… i phone my neighbour… then my next neighbour… WHERE IS EVERYONE?!?!  I would phone Paul but we JUST started combining and it’s been raining for so long he won’t be happy if I have to tear him away from it because I was too silly to use the guard whilest cutting…. hmmm…. I would drive myself but the hospital is an hour away and there is the matter of my two children… whom i could leave one with her daddy… but how will I take care of Emmet while they stitch up my finger???  I guess I have to call Paul.


Paul: hello

me: i think i need stitches…

click…. he’s at the house a few minutes later and it’s obvious he ran….

We decide it’s best for him to take me to the hospital…

***************Stay tuned for that delightful story later on today…. trust me… it’s good…


2 responses

  1. Jen

    Oh no! I hope you are ok!!

    You were smart to call Paul. Last week when I took my two youngest to the doctor for what I thought only required antibiotics, it did not end well. I had to have an entire fingernail removed and I fainted from the pain in front of the kids and then we all had to take a cab home. Ugly.

    September 21, 2010 at 11:31 AM

    • Katie Mae

      wow! That’s awful! I think I would have fainted from the pain as well!!!
      I was already thinking about fainting from the thought of the pain of the needle… and there are no cabs from the hospital to my house 😦

      September 21, 2010 at 1:38 PM

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