I was so excited to spend the weekend working on the yard in the gorgeous spring weather. Instead, I spent a good part of Saturday in the ER.
My fingers had a nasty run in with the hedge trimmers.
Four hours, seven shots and ten stitches later, Big K and I rushed straight to our dinner and a movie date. We were meeting 20 friends for dinner and the Hunger Games. It was fun (maybe it was the painkillers?). My only regret was that I was still wearing my bloody gardening clothes, while all my friends looked so pretty. Oh, and every time they showed a gory wound in the movie, my own gory wound would throb.
I'm down to the use of one hand and typing with one finger. So bear with me in the lackluster blogging. I can't imagine doing projects any time soon. I also don't see myself using any sort of saw for awhile. My little injury scared me!