Remember the evil gate that took my thumb as a sacrifice? Well, apparently my exploding thumb wasn't enough blood for it, because yesterday it stabbed me through the palm.
Yes, that bastard of a gate attacked me again yesterday, this time by sinking a poking-out nail into my left palm when I pushed on it. The nail went pretty deep, but at least it was a relatively new nail and therefore not as rusty as many of the nails I scrape myself on regularly. I can only hope that the newness of the nail will prevent me from getting tetanus.
Stupid-ass gate.
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Oh how miserable! I hope you've already had a tetanus shot. Those are the worst shots ever. My arm always siezes up for a week.
I will assume that this gate has been taught a swift lesson by now.
Also, I will assume, like Phoo-D, that you've gotten your tetanus shot.
Sorry, doll. That sounds sucky.
If hoping that the newness of the nail will keep you from getting lockjaw... I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that you haven't had a tetanus shot recently...
In the past. One would go to Dr. Burlington in the village. Receive a hypo of the current concoction, then top it off with a swab of iodine! All for around two dollars, if memory serves me well. Lance P.S. Stiches were always a pleasure too. He had no mercy for supposed "girly men"!!
Aaaaah! Go get a tetanus shot! When Miriam sliced her finger open on a rusty trunk, I brought her to the urgent care place, where they pulled out this huge needle for the tentanus shot. And I said, "Better than the ol' lockjaw!" And we laughed and laughed! And everyone there thought we were morons. Good times.
I'd kick that gate in the balls for ya if I could.
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