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Tuesday, November 11, 2003

emergency room, ho hum

T was grinding this afternoon. He had been, as was his intention, grinding the metal on a truck rear end. Then, for a change of pace, he ground his arm. Um, ouch. Big gaping scary-looking (but not very bloody, good thing) wound on the outside of his wrist. So off we went on our third ER visit in the last twelve months. It was not as bad as when we brought LT in, last February, for a split scalp -- we were only there about 2 1/2 hours, as opposed to 4. He has to go back on Thursday to get his wound stitched; they cut away some of the dirty flesh and irrigated it, but decided to leave it open but bandaged for a couple of days to reduce the risk of infection, since the grinder wasn't exactly sanitary when it bounced off his bone. Yeah, ouch.



Surprisingly enough, this doesn't feel like a cruddy day. I smiled a lot. The kids were well-behaved during the long, tedious ER wait. I had to drive and pick up some tools for T (this was before the grinding thing; in fact I was picking up the grinder, come to think of it), and I listened to Tchaikovsky's "Marche Slave" at full volume on the trip there and back. Didn't get a lot of cleaning done -- I was just gearing up and getting started on that when we had our little ER detour.

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