A Programming Note
By Wyatt Earp | April 7, 2009
I owe most of you good folks an apology.
In case you other bloggers haven’t noticed, I haven’t commented on your any blogs in a long time. Between my 500 kids, work, and coaching lacrosse, I haven’t had time to much of anything besides post here and run the kids back and forth to school/sports/etc.
And then today, there was the missus.
Tonight she was placing items in the dishwasher when she suddenly yelled. I went into the kitchen to see what was wrong, and blood was running down her arm. Apparently, her finger got sliced by the blade of the food processor - no, it wasn’t the Slap Chop - and was bleeding like there was no tomorrow.
I grabbed her a towel and she put pressure on the wound. When some of the blood was cleared, we took a look. She asked me if I thought she needed stitches, and I honestly replied that I didn’t know. Disgusted with her waste of a husband, she had me call down Captain America. You figure a firefighter would know for sure. He looked at her finger and said, “It could go either way, but I would go to the hospital to get it checked.”
Since I was bogged down with the children, the Captain’s wife took her to the hospital. After about an hour and a half, she came back with her middle finger completely bandaged up.
The verdict? Seven stitches.
So, in the past six months, a member of our family made a trip to the emergency room no less than seven times. Three for me, three for the missus, and one for Julia.
Well, at least we’re getting our money’s worth for our insurance.
Topics: The Girl |
April 7th, 2009 at 9:04 pm
So she’s got this great big, white-bandaged digit to show you ALL THE TIME for the next few days. Convenient that it it is the one that it is. I hear catchers wrap white tape around their fingers so the pitcher can see the signs better. How’s your eyesight? Can you see it clearly now? he-he
April 7th, 2009 at 9:18 pm
Hope Mrs. Earp heals up quickly. Ditto, Joated.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:30 pm
Support yer local firefighter!
Glad she’s Ok dude.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:48 pm
Mrs. Earp-
Back away from the dishwasher!
Keep that wound dry, put Wyatt on dish detail. Put your feet up, and have a speedy recovery.
April 8th, 2009 at 1:38 am
Dude, you so outkicked your coverage.
You let all your brothers in blue down by having to call a firefighter to check on your wife’s finger. How could you, Benedict Earp. Wyatt Iscariot.
“We fight what you fear…your wife’s middle finger”
April 8th, 2009 at 3:33 am
Those things are dangerous, I almost took the tip of my ring finger off with one once- and doing the exact same thing, loading the dishwasher!
Hope it’s all healed up quickly, so Mrs. Earp can resume driving. ^_^
April 8th, 2009 at 6:58 am
Seven stitches? All part of life’s rich tapestry!
/ducks, running
Incidentally, lovely picture of Mrs Earp - you are a very lucky guy (but then, you knew that didn’t you?) Hope you have a week without incident …
Well done CAPTAIN AMERICA - hero of this and every hour!!!
April 8th, 2009 at 11:01 am
No problems, things get busy, at least you are still posting!
April 8th, 2009 at 12:51 pm
7 visits in the last 6 months?…..
Do you get a free visit after you hit 10?
April 8th, 2009 at 2:23 pm
Did you finish loading the dishwasher for her?
April 8th, 2009 at 11:20 pm
Joated - If I had a nickel for every time she gave me the finger, I would have enough money to leave her for a younger model. *ducks*
RT - The stitches look really cool.
Captain - Thank The Oberfrau for driving Miss Daisy for me, will ya?
JumpOut - It was her request, but I thought it would be fine without stitches. See? I’m too stupid for my own good.
Dorkelina - And cooking, and ironing, and cleaning up after me . . . You know, “woman’s work.” *ducks again*
Alan B - His wife driving L to the hospital was more appreciated. I had to stay home with the brood.
Admiral - Still feel badly about it. By time I get back from lacrosse practice it’s almost 7pm, and during day work, I try to get to bed by 10pm.
Deputy Polarbear - Either that or a romp with one of the doctors/nurses!
Doghouse - Yep. Had to run it to get rid of the blood. Heh.
April 9th, 2009 at 12:34 am
I hope Mrs. Earp recovers quickly.
April 9th, 2009 at 9:19 pm
I sympathize with you, Wyatt. My wife consults with her fire captain brother whenever one of ur kids get hurt. She never seems to remember that my PD requires us to have medical training, too. One time, my youngest busted his head, and she asked me if she should call her brother. I told her no, he wasnt on fire. Doh!