Wednesday, Bloody Wednesday
Feb. 15th, 2006 09:18 amUpdate from last night's tip-of-finger-amputation: I was very impressed this morning when I saw Chris' very, very neat dressing.

Asked him when he did that. He looked at me kind of funny and said, "When I went to the hospital emerg."
"What?"
Long pause. "You don't remember that at all, do you?"
"Really? You went to the hospital? How come?"
"It wouldn't stop bleeding."
"Oh."
Last I remember, he'd tried to change the dressing on it at midnight and was at it for about half an hour before asking for my help. The toilet looked like somebody had slaughtered a small animal, because he'd put all the blood-soaked tissues into it. Gaaaah...
So yeah. He went to emerg last night around 3AM, got some shots and one stitch, and the lovely dressing you see above. And the following conversation:
Doc: Wow, you pretty much sliced off the top of your finger.
Chris: Pretty much.
Doc: What were you doing?
Chris: Chopping vegetables.
Doc: At three in the morning?
Chris: No, at dinner time.
Doc: ...
Chris: I thought the bleeding would stop on its own.
Doc: ...
***
And apparently last night at one point the emerg doc said, "I'm not... really... sure I can do anything. I hate to send you home without doing anything for you, but..."
"Oh that's OK," he told her. "I'm happy either way. Either I go home and the problem's solved, or I go home and tell my wife, 'See? I told you I didn't need to go to the hospital!'"
***
Me: Every day's an adventure, living with you, isn't it?
Chris: Exactly. Handsome, handy, and easy to mock. What more do you need? ::pause:: OK, maybe less blood might be nice.
***
So I tell Chris I've immortalized him on lj yet again. "Let the snickers fly," he says.

Asked him when he did that. He looked at me kind of funny and said, "When I went to the hospital emerg."
"What?"
Long pause. "You don't remember that at all, do you?"
"Really? You went to the hospital? How come?"
"It wouldn't stop bleeding."
"Oh."
Last I remember, he'd tried to change the dressing on it at midnight and was at it for about half an hour before asking for my help. The toilet looked like somebody had slaughtered a small animal, because he'd put all the blood-soaked tissues into it. Gaaaah...
So yeah. He went to emerg last night around 3AM, got some shots and one stitch, and the lovely dressing you see above. And the following conversation:
Doc: Wow, you pretty much sliced off the top of your finger.
Chris: Pretty much.
Doc: What were you doing?
Chris: Chopping vegetables.
Doc: At three in the morning?
Chris: No, at dinner time.
Doc: ...
Chris: I thought the bleeding would stop on its own.
Doc: ...
And apparently last night at one point the emerg doc said, "I'm not... really... sure I can do anything. I hate to send you home without doing anything for you, but..."
"Oh that's OK," he told her. "I'm happy either way. Either I go home and the problem's solved, or I go home and tell my wife, 'See? I told you I didn't need to go to the hospital!'"
Me: Every day's an adventure, living with you, isn't it?
Chris: Exactly. Handsome, handy, and easy to mock. What more do you need? ::pause:: OK, maybe less blood might be nice.
So I tell Chris I've immortalized him on lj yet again. "Let the snickers fly," he says.
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Date: 2006-02-15 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-16 04:24 am (UTC)You're a better person than I - I was laughing at him a lot :)
But I'm also thinking that you caught a pretty good husband there.
LOL yeah, I did. He keeps me laughing, anyway - whether it's with him, or at him ;)
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Date: 2006-02-15 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-16 04:24 am (UTC)LOL! I totally didn't notice that!
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Date: 2006-02-15 10:17 pm (UTC)Chris, as always, is awesomeness personified. :)
(ps I'm aliiiiiiiiiiive!)
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Date: 2006-02-16 04:26 am (UTC)Yeah. And he's mine, all mine, amputated finger and all. Lucky, lucky me.
(ps I'm aliiiiiiiiiiive!)
Yaaay! for still being alive!
::pets you::
::hopes the workplace is being good to you::
::pets you some more::
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Date: 2006-02-15 11:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-16 04:27 am (UTC)Sounds like for a lot of patients' peace of mind it's a good thing he didn't choose surgery as his medical speciatly ;)
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Date: 2006-02-16 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-16 04:28 am (UTC)