Up until now, the kitchen project has only called for sweat and tears. Now it has demanded blood. The countertops are the big project we still have had looming over our heads. We chose ironstone, which I wrote about earlier, and they are giant pavers, but I will be calling them tiles. Just because I like to. Anyways, there was a super-bad wet saw/tile debacle (of which I will not elaborate) and Stuart walked in and told me, “I broke a tile”, I knew he had also blown a fuse because he headed down to the breaker. I also knew he was very angry, because these things are not cheap. Then he comes upstairs and says, oh and I did this. That’s when he showed me what the inside of his fingers looks like.
So now I’m sitting in the ER with him (yay for thinking to bring the laptop!!) and they are “exploring the wound” as we speak. Ew. It’s on the inside of his pointer and middle fingers right where it bends, so they are looking to see if there is any tendon damage.
And, the entertainment has been the couple on the other side of the curtain. This couple came in and the guy has an ice pack on his thumb. We finally found out he stapled his thumb. I begged Staple Guy to let me take a picture so you guys can really feel like you’re here. It is definitely time to stop reading if you are easily queased. But I know how you guys like my gross pictures. Don’t act like you don’t. Obviously, I am fascinated with injuries, even though I will pass out immediately if I see someone in severe pain. No joke. Okok, here’s Staple Guy’s finger:
I didn’t take any before pictures of Stu’s injury (you’re welcome). I did however take a pic once he was stitched up. Enjoy.
We had fun with Staple Guy (ok, his name is Dave) and his wife, and it was a nice diversion so that we didn’t concentrate too much on the fact that the guy treating us was taking his lunch break right outside our room. And in case you’re curious, they just yanked that staple out of his hand with his own pliers (yes, he brought his own). whoa. He left with a freaking bandaid on his hand.
Here are the hospital buddies:
Stu is now making a bold political statement, and Dave is an Aggie.
Now, could someone from HGTV PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE come finish our kitchen?? I’m begging. I’m on my knees. I need a kitchen sink. Please. Sniff.