Saturday, May 24, 2014

Morning Drive

Nothing like an early morning drive on the empty streets of the city... that is unless you're driving yourself to the hospital.  I stupidly cut my leg open just before midnight and it was still bleeding this morning so off to the hospital I went.

See, when the dish washing cycle ends I always open the door, pull the racks partially out, and let them air dry.  My husband is always complaining that it's dangerous and someone might hurt themselves on it.  Well, it happened... luckily to me and not my daughter or husband.  Guess I learned my lesson!

It was the middle of the night and I didn't bother to turn the kitchen light on.  Next thing I know I tripped over the open dishwasher.  I tried my best not to fall on top of it, didn't want to break the door or myself, but my left leg didn't quite make it.  I ended up on top of the silverware holder.  Not really sure what cut my leg (a lovely jelly bean shaped gash), could have been the silverware holder itself or the two knives lying on the ground next to a small puddle of blood, yuck!  Nice discovery when I turned the light on!!!

 
My husband was out on the town with friends, so of course I called him home to help.  I don't handle these situations well and panicked, I could barely breath and was shaking.  He rushed home, wrapped me up, and sent me to bed.  Of course the pain and concern made it difficult to sleep.  And every time I checked the wound it was still bleeding.  And when daylight rolled around I knew I had to do something about it, the bleeding wasn't going to stop on its own.  Not wanting to wake up my daughter, I left the family in bed and drove myself to the hospital to get it checked out.  Turns out I needed 3 stitches, and probably should have gone a lot sooner.  And according to the doctor I'm going to have a nice little reminder, a "L" shaped scar on my thigh.

Needless to say I will not be leaving the dishwasher wide open for extended periods of time anymore.  I was also worried about it affecting my jogging, jeez I just started again, but the doctor said I can jog with stitches... not sure if I feel the same, we'll see. 

 
Like I mentioned I'm a complete wuss when it comes to this kind of stuff and almost puked while they were stitching me up.  Some how I managed to visit the hospital when there were no other patients in the waiting room, luckily because I can't handle that stuff either.  By the time I was supposed to leave I was light headed and shaky, and the nurse was afraid I was going to faint.  They let me gather myself in the waiting room with a cup of water before driving back home.  Did I mention the parking lot of this portion of the hospital is slanted, who's idea was that, let's make patients walk up and down a hill just to get treated!!!

Anyways, I'm back home but I wouldn't say I've had any time to rest yet... the beauty of being a parent!

Bye! Dag! Adios! Namaste!
:) Danica

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    1. So stupid!!! At least the stitches are out and I'm active again!
      :) Danica

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