So, here's what happened to Daddy...and no worries, there are NO PHOTOS in the post of his injury, or anything gross.
OK. Mommy and Daddy are swapping the second bedroom and the office, which means furniture moving, which means shifting Daddy's Massive Desk, which
has HAD a giant piece of glass on it to protect the wood. Mommy had ideas on how to move the glass (which already had a large crack in it) involving tape and blankets...but Daddy, being impatient, had other ideas and without saying anything to Mommy he tried to take it of the desk. In sock feet, with his bare hands! No gloves or shoes...what a moron.
Mommy heard the terrible crash, and then "uh oh" from Daddy--never an optimistic statement--and she shot off the sofa to find Daddy in the middle of trillions of sharp shards of glass and pouring blood! Mommy is good in a crisis though, she tossed Daddy a towel, told him to apply direct pressure and hold his hand above his heart while she ran for his shoes and her car keys. Fortunately the broken glass was contained in the office so they made sure none of us were in there (as IF, after the explosion from the Terrible Crash), shut the doors and took off to the emergency room.
Daddy was very lucky. The glass cut a 2cm x 1cm flap on the top of his right hand, but missed anything critical--no veins or tendons severed. The ER doc put in seven stitches and said Daddy can take 'em out himself in a week! Mommy went back home to deal with the glass (they are 5 minutes from the Hospital) while Daddy was waiting to be sewn up and the whole ordeal was done and dusted in about two hours...however NOT a relaxing evening for any of us.
But it could have been worse. Mommy had been toying with the idea of an evening walk just before Daddy
pulled his stupid stunt had his accident; he could have been home alone. The glass could've cut deeper and caused serious injury. One of us could've been hit with or stepped on glass. As it stands Daddy will have an interesting scar and Mommy is having a wonderful time giving him major amounts of shit grief over the whole thing.
Thank you all for your well wishes and concern. Aside from some swelling and achiness Daddy's hand is perfectly able to scoop, open cans, and dole out chicken snacks so all's well that ends well.
In other news, Maui and John got shaved...
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