I think I need to change the title of my blog to Ode to Stupidity.
Last Saturday, I was cutting out some material for costumes on the kitchen floor downstairs while listening to Conference. While I was shifting around, I stabbed myself in the knee with my sewing scissors. At first I thought; ouch, that stung. So I lifted up my pants to reveal a nice little 1 inch gash that I could see fat cells from, (it disturbs me that I have a fatty knee, fatty butt sure, but a fatty knee!?), no ligaments or bone, so not that bad. S4o, I pinched it together and walked upstairs to tell Wes that I probably needed him to drive me to the ER to get stitches.
This is where I thank the Manwaring's, especially Jotham, for taking in my kid and letting him take a nap at their house without any more forewarning than Wes knocking on the door and asking. So naturally the MD resident in the ward wants to take a look at something stitch worthy.
We drive to the ER at St. Marks to see the nurse in the ward. Awesome, huh? So now I'm really embarrassed by how many people I know are privy to my stupidity. An hour and a half later I walked out of the ER, I think much to Seth's irritation, after signing that I was leaving against medical advice. To go back to the Manwaring's to sit on their kitchen table and have Jotham put steri-strips on instead of stitches. I think he was disappointed about not having the right kind of stitches so that he could use his lidocaine.
I would at this point like to apoligize to both of these kind men for the fact that I had gone running and hadn't showered or brushed my teeth at 3:00 in the afternoon.
To change the subject everyone needs to watch Fox 13 Friday the 17th in the morning. Big Budda is coming to horse therapy, so I'll be on TV and will most likely do something stupid. And don't forget the team penning fund raiser the evening of Novemeber 1st. Also I'm presenting at the Traumatic Brain Injury Conference this Friday so say an extra prayer for me.
8 comments:
That sucks about your knee, hope you are feeling better. I will be sure to watch you on Friday morning. By the way, what was happening on Parker last night? It looked like a mad house.
Will someone record the news. I'll be on my way to the Elk hunt that morning.
Oh, and Shantell, the cops were chasing down whoever broke into the Dorran's place. The suspect was hiding in the bushes across the street from us at one point in the evening.
Nice. May I ask why you walked out of the ER without stitches, against medical advice?
Ya I talked to the Dorrans today and I guess they were meth addicts and they broke in again last night. Awesome.
I can't wait to see you on tv!
Jotham was VERY sad that he didn't have the right kind of stitches to stitch you up. That sort of thing makes him giddy.
We can watch Dylan anytime. He is so sweet.
Seth would never be irritated that you left the ER - probably more irritated that the ER was so stinkin' slow! Even with our "VIP" treatment, it takes forever to get anything done around there. Anyway, thanks for the cookies and sorry we were all in a bad mood when you dropped them out. We stupidly started a 2 hour project thinking it would take 15 minutes and you saw us about an hour and a half in!
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