Accidents happen to people all the time. Some are silly and not harmful. Some are terrible and cause much pain and suffering.\u00a0 I’ve had a few accidents in my life. None life threatening, but painful, nonetheless.\u00a0 \u00a0 Two of our grandsons were in a car accident right before Christmas when someone ran a stop sign and broadsided them.\u00a0 One grandson had a concussion and the other one got his feet cut by walking on broken glass from the accident while he was stocking footed.\u00a0 I was so thankful because it could have been a lot worse. They were going to get pizza with a friend.\u00a0 A last minute decision and their mother didn’t even know they had gone until she heard about the accident and found out her kids were in it!\u00a0 \u00a0 A parent’s worse nightmare.\u00a0 I know.\u00a0 That’s another story.\u00a0 This past week was a week for accidents at our house.<\/p>\n
We have had some ice around the house for the past few days, so David has been taking care of the chickens for me because I really don’t have good shoes or boots for walking on ice.\u00a0 He’s been doing so good, then one day he slipped and fell.\u00a0 He came in and told me he had fallen and I told him he should call the doctor, but he refused.<\/p>\n
The next day came and David decided maybe he should call the doctor and he went to see him and was sent for x-rays.\u00a0 Later that day the doctor had seen the x-rays and said he wasn’t a technician, but he believed David’s arm was just deeply bruised.\u00a0 Today, several days after, David showed me the bruise on his arm and it’s pretty bad.\u00a0 He’s been in a lot of pain, but he still lifted chicken feed and other heavy things the other day. Now I feel guilty that he has to do this for me.\u00a0 So now I’m wondering if his arm is broken.\u00a0 I think he needs to see the doctor again, but he’s stubborn.<\/p>\n
I can’t say much about being stubborn. Forward a few days after David’s accident, I was working in my shop with all the pups sleeping in their crates and it was time to put the puppies, who are large dogs now, outside.\u00a0 Usually I have Lucy and Sugar sit and wait until I open the cage door, but that day I just started opening the door and they lunged for it and slammed it against my shin, really hard.\u00a0 I thought to myself, “I’m going to have a bruise.” After I got all three dogs outside I rolled up my pants leg to see the damage and to my astonishment, blood was gushing out and running down my leg soaking my stocking.\u00a0 I looked around for something to stop the bleeding. Luckily I had just brought a new roll of paper towels out there so I grabbed a wad of them and held them against my leg. Immediately they were soaked in blood. Oh, no!\u00a0 \u00a0So I grabbed some more and held them tightly on the wound.\u00a0 Then I took some torn fabric and tied it like a tourniquet around my thigh and tied a few paper towel sheets onto the wound.\u00a0 I was so afraid I’d bleed out and David would find me dead on the floor in a pool of blood.\u00a0 I sat on a chair we have in my shop and put my leg up and waited for David to get home.<\/p>\n
While sitting there I thought I should go inside and make supper. So I did.\u00a0 My leg was still bleeding, but not nearly as much.\u00a0 I got supper ready and when David walked in and he saw me he said, “What did you do!”\u00a0 I proceeded to tell him and he looked at the wound and said, “That needs some stitches,”\u00a0 and I said, “Nope.”\u00a0 I’m tough. It will heal and maybe I’ll have a scar, but who will see it?\u00a0 So I didn’t get stitches.<\/p>\n
I’ve had stitches before.\u00a0 Many years ago when our boys were little, we took a trip to Colorado Springs with\u00a0 them and my parents.\u00a0 We pulled our camper behind and we all slept in it.\u00a0 When we got to Colorado Springs,\u00a0 we were setting up camp and the windows were rolled out and as I walked around the camper I hit the corner of my eye on the window.\u00a0 My mother said I needed stitches so David and I went to the hospital and I got stitches and had a black eye the rest of our vacation.\u00a0 People would look at me funny and I wondered if they thought I had been hit by some person.<\/p>\n
Another rather gruesome accident I had concerned a piece of driftwood I brought back from Michigan one year. It was in the shape of a dragon, but the bad thing about it was it had a huge spike sticking out of it.\u00a0 I kept it out by our above ground pool for years and no one ever got hurt on it. Then the day came I was working around the pool and took a step by the driftwood and ran the spike right up into my lower leg.\u00a0 It was in pretty far and there was no one around to help me, so I pulled it out.\u00a0 It was pretty awful.\u00a0 I cleaned the wound and bandaged it and when David saw it he said, “You should have stitches.”\u00a0 But we had planned to drive to Cincinnati to a Reds game that very night, so I said, “No!”\u00a0 and we went to the game,\u00a0 I limped the whole evening, but I never went to the doctor and my leg healed and I have no scar there which is amazing.<\/p>\n
I’ve had enough accidents to know to keep my tetanus shots up to date.<\/p>\n
So David has worn a sling all week and I’m keeping my wound covered with a large bandaid and we keep on doing what we do every day.<\/p>\n
I could tell you of more accidents I have had happen to me or to others, but I think I’ve told enough about them right now.<\/p>\n
Have you every had an accident?\u00a0 \u00a0Here’s to safety first.\u00a0 Bye.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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