Painful clumsiness
Feb. 7th, 2007 07:19 amYesterday evening, I had one of those incident that is impossible to reproduce and that even Heidi would be hard-pressed to believe if she hadn't see it happening.
I had just washed a porcelain salad bowl. The salad bowl had been broken in the past and was fixed with superglue. As I was drying the bowl, it fell apart, with a small piece held in my hands and the biggest piece falling to the floor. However, there were some wicked edges on the bowl, and one of the edges cut my left wrist - deeply.
I was treated to the sight of a deep cut in my wrist (I could see the stuff below the skin - neat!), followed by a fair amount of blood. Thank goodness no major vein or artery was cut. I'm also happy that Heidi can patch up this kind of thing - that saved me many hours waiting in a hospital emergency room.
The weird thing is, for the rest of my life I'll have a one-inch scar across my left wrist that looks like I attempted to commit suicide. I'll have to come up with a better explanation than "a salad bowl attacked me"...
I had just washed a porcelain salad bowl. The salad bowl had been broken in the past and was fixed with superglue. As I was drying the bowl, it fell apart, with a small piece held in my hands and the biggest piece falling to the floor. However, there were some wicked edges on the bowl, and one of the edges cut my left wrist - deeply.
I was treated to the sight of a deep cut in my wrist (I could see the stuff below the skin - neat!), followed by a fair amount of blood. Thank goodness no major vein or artery was cut. I'm also happy that Heidi can patch up this kind of thing - that saved me many hours waiting in a hospital emergency room.
The weird thing is, for the rest of my life I'll have a one-inch scar across my left wrist that looks like I attempted to commit suicide. I'll have to come up with a better explanation than "a salad bowl attacked me"...