My clumsiness got the best of me last night after dinner. I had used one of those choppers that you pound on to chop nuts for our salad (as well as dried cranberries, Derrick's mom's home grown tomatoes and green peppers, cheese, and raspberry vinaigrette). Derrick grilled delicious shrimp and corn on the cob. We marinated the shrimp in Italian dressing - I really am convinced that is the best shrimp marinade. Derrick is an expert at grilling them.
We were in the middle of watching 21 Jump Street after dinner and had the Olympics recording so we could watch it without commercials afterwards. We paused the movie to quickly do the dishes and get some cookie dough ice cream! Yum! I was hand washing the chopper and Derrick was taking out the trash. Somehow I dropped the chopper and did not realize how sharp it was and jammed my body against it to keep it from crashing to the floor. Of course my hand was between the chopper and my body. It hit it hard so I looked at it to see if there was a scratch. It hadn't started bleeding yet, but there was an inch long cut and the skin was wide apart because of how the skin stretches across the back of your hand. I screamed to Derrick that I cut myself bad and held the skin together tightly with the other hand over the sink while blood ran through all my fingers. Derrick ran over to take a look. While I was completely freaking out and angry with myself for doing something so stupid, Derrick remained completely calm. He just calmly told me that it was going to be alright but we would probably need a stitch or two because a band aid would not be able to hold it together. Then he helped me get some clothes on (we were in vegging out clothes), called my new sister-in-law, Marcie, who works at the Olathe ER to let her know we were coming, got my purse and insurance card and a towel for the blood, opened my car door and buckled my seat belt for me, and drove us to the hospital. I am so thankful to have him!!!!
Marcie met us at the door. She had already told the best doctor that we were coming in so he could have us on his case. The nurse saw us immediately and got all our information. We were given the VIP treatment thanks to Marcie! I have heard horror stories about people waiting in the ER for 3 hours to be seen. After we were all checked in it was only minutes before we were taken back to a room and prepped for stitches. The stitches freaked me out because you can feel all the tugging and I hate thinking about what is happening. But I did not look, and Derrick was right there holding my hand. And Marcie stayed with us through everything. We were out of there by 10:30PM.
Now I can't get in the lake or pool until the stitches come out in 14 days. Bummer. But it could have been a lot worse. The first thing the doctor checked for was to see if it cut into my tendon, but thankfully it was only the layer of fat.
I am so thankful to Marcie for getting us in so quickly and getting the best care in a scary situation. I could not ask for a better sister-in-law!
And I am so thankful to Derrick for taking such wonderful care of me, calming me down, and being there for me through everything. He is my rock. I am so blessed to be marrying him!
I will be much more careful around any potentially sharp objects even if I don't think they are sharp!
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