I am the worst for cutting myself..........no not intentional but one would think so.
Here is the latest happening about two weeks ago my husbands lodge was having a funeral in their hall and us ladies were doing the wake.
I got there very early in the morning and was rushing about making lovely scones to have halved and topped with jam and cream and made sponges the night before to cut open and use that day.....
Well the scones went well and instead of stopping for just a moment while I waited for others to arrive to help and make myself a cuppa......I decided to rush over to the cupboard and grab a very sharp knife to cut open the sponges and as I put my hand in the box remembering and reading all the signs "sharp knives" be careful I slowed down a bit to get the right knife and took it out of the cupboard and as I turned the handle of the knife got court in the hing side of the door and as it jammed in there My hand slid down the knife blade and yes!! I almost cut off my little finger!!
I looked down to see the blood going in all directions and yelled for the men to help me so what do they do they are all rushing to find a band aid to put on it, I said nope!! bit worse then that and one of them almost fainted while rob gets the car and takes me to the doctors.....now I feel like fainting. An hour later and 12 stitches I am back there in a supervisory roll only until the funeral is over then I collapsed and needed a good strong cup of tea!!!
The stitches are out but I nicked my tendon and cut all the nerves and have very little feeling in most of my finger so now I may have to have an operation to repair that why will know in a few weeks.
This is just a moment in my week my friends! but it could have changed my life for sure.
Hugs to you all on this very wet cold and windy night in Victoria Australia