So we haven't had the best of luck here in South Carolina. Five days after we moved here I was cooking steaks while Matt finished up mowing our lawn. I was hurrying because I wanted to have dinner ready for him once he was done. Taylor was crawling in and out of the back door as I went to get the steaks and somehow he sneaked behind me as I turned to go inside and he grabbed our very hot grill with his right hand. He started screaming and I immediately knew what happened. I turned around and grabbed him and put his hand in cold water. Well, we didn't have to go to the hospital, but his poor little hand was covered in blisters. We taped a sock on his hand so it wouldn't get infected and in about two weeks you couldn't tell anything happened.
In the middle of August we had some really cool rainstorms and Matt, being from the coast, has never really seen a cool thunderstorm. We out Taylor to bed and Matt had to send an email, so I got our chairs set up out on our porch and started cut cut up some pineapple that we could enjoy as we watched the lightening show. For some reason I was holding the pineapple and was trying to cut through the core and I pushed really hard and the knife cut through the pineapple and then through my left hand. It was really deep so I had to go to the hospital for 4 stitches.
Last Wednesday I woke up with Matt at 6, but as soon as he left for work I crawled back in bed. Taylor started talking around 7:50. I laid there listening to him talk for about 10 minutes and decided it was time to go get him. The next thing I remember is waking up hearing moaning and crying, and then I realized I was the one making the noises. I was laying face down on my floor at the foot of our bed with blood coming down my face and a horrible headache. I guess I blacked out as I got out of bed and fell backwards and slammed my head on our footboard. After waiting in the ER FOREVER I now have 8 staples in my scalp. I didn't have a concussion which was good, just a really bad headache and strawberry blond hair for a few days. Hopefully we're done with the injuries for now. There's a couple for church that live down the street that have actually helped us out with each injury and they probably think we are crazy, but it's all been fluke things. Anyways, send us your healthy vibes, we sure need them!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
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Lori,
See - those are exactly the kind of things that make me nervous. I hate injuries. But, I know sometime in the rest of my long life, I'll probably have quite a few significant hospital visits for myself and probably quite a few more for our future childern. Oh dear. BTW, how far are we from each other? Sometime we should do something. Glad to hear you've survived all the accidents!
Miss you guys! Annie
Whoa. I just mapquested it and we are 6 hours away from you guys. Much more than I thought. But, if you ever go to DC - let us know!!!
Those are some freaky accidents. I'm doing my best to send healthy vibes, although we are pretty accident prone ourselves (I shut Stella's finger in the dishwasher door just the other day :().
Sounds like our summer-craziness! How long were you really in the ER for? Isn't that the most frustrating part! Can't they just fix you and get you out of there!
Sounds like our summer-craziness! How long were you really in the ER for? Isn't that the most frustrating part! Can't they just fix you and get you out of there!
I got to the ER at 10:15 and Matt picked me up at 4:30. I finally got my staples at 3:30 but it took about 45 minutes to discharge me! It was so annoying!
Lori,
I just found your blog...
Sounds like you've been having fun... I hope things have improved this week.
After seeing that everyone has blogs... I've decided to start one too... if you want to check it out it's wiithreekings@blogspot.com.
If you need anything... beyond the healthy vibes... let us know.
Lori,
I knew one day you would black out and something like this would happen! I just knew it. Sorry I missed your call. I'm going to call you during Pristhood session. So much to talk about. Life is so crazy...it seems to never straighten out huh? Anyway. Talk to you soon.
Wish you were here!
Jenny
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