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For those of you too chicken to read twitter or facebook, I'll be typing a little less frequently for a while it seems.
I know, most of you will point out that I hardly post now, and that would be correct, but today is one of those moments which will go down in the personal history books of "don't do that you dumbass..."..
Today after leaving the movies, Lee and I were going to grab a bite to eat. For whatever reason and being in whatever hurry I was, upon exiting the vehicle, I decided to test the theory of "finger versus the car door". We've all done it and survived, but this rematch is a bit different for me.
While I would normally never have bothered to do the doctor thing, what was so different was the fact that I was spurting blood about like a George Romero Zombie, so Lee was nice enough to let me bleed all over his Montero until he got me to the local doc-inna-box for x-ray and blood-letting.
In summary, it was a first round knockout.
Car: 1, finger: 0, doc-inna-box: $185 richer.
Imagine my surprise as it turns out the bone at the tip of my finger is now actually 3 smaller bones, so I'm now thanking the good Lord for Lortab about now, though it hasn't brought me the buzz I so fondly remember in the past.
I am however living through one of those awakening "life can change in an instant" sort of moments. Take heed, have fun, but don't let the door hit you in the ass.. erm.. finger on the way out.
Wayne
I know, most of you will point out that I hardly post now, and that would be correct, but today is one of those moments which will go down in the personal history books of "don't do that you dumbass..."..
Today after leaving the movies, Lee and I were going to grab a bite to eat. For whatever reason and being in whatever hurry I was, upon exiting the vehicle, I decided to test the theory of "finger versus the car door". We've all done it and survived, but this rematch is a bit different for me.
While I would normally never have bothered to do the doctor thing, what was so different was the fact that I was spurting blood about like a George Romero Zombie, so Lee was nice enough to let me bleed all over his Montero until he got me to the local doc-inna-box for x-ray and blood-letting.
In summary, it was a first round knockout.
Car: 1, finger: 0, doc-inna-box: $185 richer.
Imagine my surprise as it turns out the bone at the tip of my finger is now actually 3 smaller bones, so I'm now thanking the good Lord for Lortab about now, though it hasn't brought me the buzz I so fondly remember in the past.
I am however living through one of those awakening "life can change in an instant" sort of moments. Take heed, have fun, but don't let the door hit you in the ass.. erm.. finger on the way out.
Wayne
