Yesterday, I wanted to open one of Rileys new toys. So, I got a knife to do the deed. Those stupid toys are so hard to open. I was taking this knife and wedging it under the tie on the back of the box, thinking to myself that this was stupid and i really needed to get some scissors, but i didnt. The knife slipped and i literally stabbed myself on the base of my thumb.
If you know me at all, you know that i am AWFUL when it comes to blood, needles, doctors, hospitals. I will basically pass out if confronted with any of those 4 things. My mind is very strong and works itself up like no other. So, luckily Jeremy was home, and I went sprinting up the stairs yelling that i had just stabbed myself. Jeremy OBVIOUSLY thought i was exaggerating because he says, "let me get some neosporin....do we have any bandaids anywhere" .... to which i respond...."ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME??? THIS IS NOT A NEOSPORIN AND BAND-AIDS CUT!!!!!!!!!!!!" then i thought i was going to pass out. I laid on the ground and had a towel wrapped around my hand, with my hand raised in the air...i'm howling and saying i was going to pass out...was breaking out in a sweat...had jeremy take off my pants and shirt because i suddenly felt so hot. This yelling and commotion apparantly woke up riley. And so now, she starts screaming. I'm laying on the ground, half-naked, moaning with my hand wrapped in a towel bleeding very badly, riley is screaming...and poor jeremy was trying to figure out what he should do, while darting back and forth from me to Riley. So i told him to get Riley, he gets her, and she sees me and thinks i'm playing some funny game, so she comes running to me and lays on me and starts trying to pick me up and make me play with her. Little did she know that i was thinking in my head that i was literally about to lose consciousness from blood loss.
Luckily, Jeremy's mom lives 5mins away, so he called her over to help. I knew i needed stitches, but i HATE HOSPITALS and DID NOT WANT TO GO!!! So, then-amongst all the comotion, my BRILLIANT husband suddenly remembered, that perhaps, i could go to the training room where the lady vol athletes go, and see if our team doctor could take care of it for me there-which would bypass scary doctors and hospitals and waiting in the ER. So, we called the team trainer, Chris Hoffman, and she told me to come on in...Dr.Morgan, would meet me in the trng room and fix me up. I have never felt more BLESSED to have been an athlete here at UT...they REALLY take care of their athletes here...even when they arent athletes anymore!! Dr.Morgan will never EVER know how thankful I am for that...words just dont express!!
She took of the gauze jeremy had put on my hand...i didnt want to see it, so she did her stuff with me laying on my back and my hand out of my sight...jeremy stood where my feet were and held my other hand. Everything was going well until she Dr.Morgan starts with the numbing stuff and all the sudden goes, "OH SH*T...CHRIS GET ME A TOWEL..WE NEED A TOWEL", then Jeremy turns away, because he obviously cant look at it any longer. That's when i got hot and sweaty and almost passed out again. Apparantly, every time she put the needle in to squirt the numbing stuff, the blood would squirt out and it was pretty messy and she wasnt prepared for that amount of blood. (i'm starting to get sweaty just writing this)
But, then it was smooth from there :) I got numbed up and got 3 stitches. Dr.Morgan said i was VERY LUCKY because the cut was very deep and had the knife entered any slight bit of a different place it would have hit my tendon, which would have meant surgery. So, anyway, if any of you reading this blog, are going to ash's wedding this weekend, you will see my bandaged hand and know the story behind it!
So, now my hand is all swollen and bandaged. My fingers are fat and my thumb is blue-which doc said would happen because of how much blood i lost. I cant get it wet, so i didnt bath or shower yesterday, which makes me just feel gross and my hair greasy. Not to mention that life is a bit more difficult changing diapers with one hand on a squirmy kid that HATES diapers!!
But, praise God that it didnt hurt any nerves or tendons, and PRAISE GOD TIMES 810000 MLLION THAT I WAS A UT ATHLETE :) Never, have i been more thankful for that than yesterday :) And, while i'm thanking people, i'd like to give a shout-out to Judy Grubb-jeremy's mom-for sprinting over and watching riley, Jennie Grubb-jeremy's sister-for coming to help also with riley. My good friends Ellen and Rach-2 of the smartest people i know...both in the medical field and i frantically called both when i thought i was dying...and of course, a big thank you to Dr.Morgan and Chris Hoffman for saving the day...and the biggest thanks of all to THE SMARTEST MAN I KNOW...my husband-who didnt pass out, stayed calm, thought quickly of a great plan...and with the exception of the neosporin/band aid comment, was brilliant in crisis :)
What a day!