NOT A 2 THUMBS UP NIGHT

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Last night, I was fixing dinner.

I  was getting my mom's sweet potato ready

to put in the microwave.

Unfortunately, I used a serrated knife.

Ooops.

Blood and blood.

Soooo much blood.

I wrapped it up and finished dinner.
Two nieces are RNs.
I decided to call the niece that
wasn't on her honeymoon.

I called Heidi to see if

she could super glue it.

Of course, she wasn't home.

After about 1 1/2 hours, she called back.

She told me to take a picture.

She said it was too close to  the joint,

and wouldn't heal without being closed.

So, off to the  ER I went.

The nurse that checked me in was

Sheryl Pedersen.

I had not seen her since high school

graduation . . . 41 years ago!

Well, a nurse gave me 2 shots at the base of

my thumb.

When the doctor started to stitch it up,

I told him my thumb wasn't dead!

He gave me 2 more shots, right

in the cut!

4 stitches later, and 1 tetanus shot,

and I was good to go!

I have to go back in  8 days to get them removed.

Bleh!!!

2 WEEKS LATER . . .