Patrisha

May 2, 2005

A Strange Day

It has been quite a day. Fred cut the index finger of his left hand with the serrated bread knife trying to cut a slice off the heel of a loaf this morning and it bled quite a lot. Since he is on cumadin, we got quite worried when it was still bleeding profusely an hour later. Because his car is still in the shop, I drove him to the walk-in clinic at a local hospital. I went a particular route from our house because there is a stop light that allows an orderly entrance onto a busy road. Only it had gone! There is a lot of building going on on this little town and part of blocking off the streets was taking away that stop light I rely on.

So, we eventually made it to the walk-in clinic . After a long time with paperwork being filled out {on a computer} we got to see someone who looked at the cut , asked us how it happened {yet again} and filled out still more paperwork –again on a computer. Then she asked what medication Fred was on. Well, he takes so much that he usually has a printout in his wallet. But it was at this point we remembered that he had given this list to the bone person when he had been over there a couple of weeks ago and we had not replaced it. And, of course, neither of us could remember exactly what medications he was taking. Anyway, that all got sorted out and along came a really nice efficient man, a nurse-practitioner who asked us how it happened {yet again} and then cleaned it up and put two stitches in it. Fred now now has a huge bandaged finger. He has to keep this bandage on for 24 hours and then can move to a splint {which we were given} to hold the finger rigid and a band-aid type dressing. And he has to come back to have the stitches taken out in about 10 days.

I was supposed to tutor Robin at 4 pm but I called from the hospital and called it off. I was going to put it off until tomorrow but before she called back, I remembered that this is test material we are reviewing and her test is tomorrow, so at 5:30 , when I have finished this, I will go over there.

I forgot to mention that I went out to Wal-mart this morning and found a sugar bowl I can live with and two pairs of shorts so I do have something to wear to the jazzercize class tomorrow.

Until later…

Kemma

May 3, 2005

Ooh! You’re doing jazzercise too? I love that stuff, but I have all old yucky clothes to wear to it. Maybe next month, I’ll upgrade to “real” workout clothes for Jazzercise. 🙂

TheWoodsprite

Poor Fred! He must be more careful! And poor you, too….having to spend so much time at the walk-in clinic, AND having the surprise of your stop-light being taken away. I hope tomorrow is a much better day for you. hugs, Weesprite

*giggles at “a sugar bowl I can live with”* That makes me wonder what your OLD sugar bowl must have looked like. Or acted like. I can picture an ugly, snippy sugar bowl clunking around yuor house, being a total pain in the arse. 😛

'Rella

Ouch! Poor Fred! Also, yes, I would love that recipe! Cut finger stories and all, I’m still hungry for a good slice of bread! Be well,

WhisperingWriter

Ouch, poor Fred. I’ve cut my finger before so I know how painful it is 🙁

Shi

greeneyes&sunflowers

*huggs* so, did you kiss his boo-boo? finger cuts are the worst, they bleed so much. LS being on plavix, I think it is similar to cumidin, when he had a nosebleed for 20 minutes and didn’t tell me, well I could have killed him.

Silverkitty

Ouchy! Poor Fred! I hope his finger heals up well…

All Cats Rule

I’m sorry to hear that Fred had to endure this! Boy… I know the coumadin issue too well. I’m glad its under control though.

Chipparoo

It’s such a frustrating pain to get emergency care. I’m glad Fred is finally OK (and that he didn’t drop part of his finger in the bread dough–it seems to be the “in” thing to do these days!) Don’t meant to be flippant. I know that it must have been a real worry for both of you.

Poor Fred!

Issued Puppet

Telynor

Oh dear. Thank goodness you got him to the clinic. J’s dad is on cumadin and we have simply forbidden him to handle sharp things. Hugs to you both, tell me how the jazzercise works out.

Jafael

Yikes! That’s quite a cut!

roseyrays

A weird day, indeed! Sorry about Fred. Good work on the driving.

Sunshine Wolf

May 4, 2005

Poor Fred! It’s fun though to read both your account and his of the incident – they relate the same facts essentially but through different filters – and it’s fun to see just how different we all are!

Mezzo

Ohhh, the poor Fred!!! But at least it gets him out of washing dishes.. Can’t wait to hear about your class…it sounds like fun! Love to you! ~M

RYN: Thanks! That makes perfect sense. I’ve seen them before.

The Kid

Oh, gosh, Hope you & Fred are doing well now – That must’ve hurt!!! Lucky he’s got you. :-)!