Slicing My Finger Open... Oops
Okay I’ll preface this with an important note: I didn’t need stitches. But I did vomit and pass out.
I was trying so hard to think of what to write about for my blog article this week and couldn’t think of anything!! Thankfully a food processor blade cut through a vein on my thumb and spared me from the imminent torture of not knowing what to write your AP lit blog article on.
I get hurt a lot. Whether you remember me skinning my knees in middle school, almost dying from the flu freshman year, wearing a splint on my wrist for most of 10th grade, or none of that fun jazz, anyone close to me (both in proximity and friendship) can undoubtedly see that I’m, well, an idiot. And this isn’t me belittling myself or thinking I’m “dumb”, but I just make really terrible decisions, like today!
The reason this pissed me off so much is that I have never even used the culprit responsible for slicing into my finger. A food processor. Well, just the blade, but not the point. I was literally just pulling the top shelf of the dishwasher out, and I suppose I wasn’t looking (or was blasting early 2000s pop a little too loud), and all of a sudden my finger just felt uncomfortably warm. I looked down and it was just bleeding. A ton. I’ll spare you the photos (because they’re pretty fricking disgusting and make me nauseous), but my finger was just oozing blood for a good 20 minutes and refused to stop. So I figured it was probably important to tell my brother. But he was in a meeting, so I silently suffered and bled through like 4 paper towels until he read my text and came to help clean my wound.
Some nail scratches in his forearm and isopropyl alcohol later, my finger was wrapped in a gauze and I cannot even explain to you how horrific it is trying to type with this hotdog thumb.
Anyways, don’t be like me. Look before doing… anything. I almost got hit by a car twice in the same day a few weeks ago because I just didn’t look both ways (which is something, mind you, a TODDLER can do). But, I guess I’m still alive to keep pushing through my terrible decisions and lack of personal responsibility. Have you ever had anything similar to this? Or are you not quite as careless as I am?
Just reading this makes me visualize it... I can't imagine the pain! I wouldn't say I'm careless, but VERY clumsy. I hurt myself without even noticing at least once a day.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I wonder how you've lived this long. I'm glad you're not dead though. I'd like to think I'm mostly aware of my surroundings, I can't think of many injuries I've given myself through being clumsy or imperceptive, most of my bad decisions are made consciously :) Though one time in Israel I cut my foot on a stray piece of glass that was in my room for some reason and needed to get stitches.
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