I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at this moment. I found my ‘second wind’, although my first wind died like years ago. I was cleaning, doing stuff and knocking off items left and right off my list.
That is until Jocelyn woke up and I made her some lunch. Somewhere in between getting her something to drink and a fork for her lunch, I sliced my thumb.
Sliced it folks. It barely bled, but the skin separates with the slightest pressure sending stinging, burning, piercing pain through my thumb and down my wrist. I now know what the inside of my thumb looks like.
This sucker is deep, this sucker hurts like a SOB and yet I do not know how I did it. I never felt any pain….Until I went to pick up the plate out of the microwave and BOOOOOOM.
Did you know grapefruit burns in an open wound? I DO NOW! I tried cutting up pasta for her and damn near fell to the floor in tears.
Ugh…I’m so piffed at the moment.
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