Sunday, January 2, 2011

the finger

yes i know its been a while
i promise i will try harder to get on here more
so much happens around here
it makes it hard to know what to blog or blab about
today i decided on the finger story

on the wednesday before Christmas
in the evening we were having chili for supper
bailee finished before myself or wayne
so she went into the sewing room to finish making
Christmas presents ( yes we wait til the last minute around here)
so she got the sewing machine out and started working
wayne and i were still eating
the we heard bailee say dad.. but it was just dad
it sound like daaaaadddd , kinda normal
then it went daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddddddddddddddd lounder
and lounder
at this wayne gets up from table and walks in there
i can see him from where i am at this point
then she says it hurts and starts crying
i at that point get up and start walking that way

yes walking
not much gets me into a run around here anymore
then wayne states
o she get it good, its in the machine

i get to them
and see that bailee has driven teh sewing machine needle down into her finger through the nail and out the bottom
with a sharp bend somewhere in the middle

hmmm... wayne is trying to figure out how to get her finger out
but the needle is still attatched to the machine
and the presser foot is all the way down
so i have to manually remove him from the machine and the finger
then procede to loosen the needle so we can pull it out of the macine with bailee still attatched

i state i will take her during the process .. meaning to the er

wayne runs outside in his bare sock feet
across the gravel and starts the truck

i manage to get a coat wrapped around bailee and start her out the door
she is still crying and i am holding her finger up and applyn pressure
wayne takes over with her and i head to teh truck
he walks out again with no shoes and takes her to the truck

we get in the truck and i hold her finger again

as i go down the drive on the way to the new hospital
i start thinking
why did he start the truck
there is no way i can drive this fast hold her finger up and listen to her crying

you see his truck is like driving a dr suess car, its all loopy and doesnt like to go fast
40 and it starts yelling, it was really yelling at the 65 i was pushing

so anyway i am driving, and bailee starts .. it hurts, it hurtssssssss, its burning, oweeeeeeee....
louder and louder in my ear, while i am trying not to blind everyone with my brights , holding her finger, stay on the road in the bumpty bumpty truck
and then i see she has snot.. yes snot.. all over her face
so now i try to find a tissue

yeah right i am in the truck only tools
i have to let go of her finger
drive, dig in purse your tissue, in the dark while being screamed at

o and covered in blood

yay i find one and kill no one while driving
i say
bailee here wipe your nose
she says nooooooooooooooooo it hurts etc, so now i have to wipe her nose
are you kidding me
she is almost 13
the yelling continues all the way to the new hospital
i say new cause i want you to know it is twice as far away as the old one
and i know cause we went a lot to the old one
we have a wing there

so we park and its about 5 degrees out.. and me with no coat ,
she just about jumped out of truck and starts walking.. i have to rewrap her in her coat
we make it to the door ( at this time she has her finger covered with her other hand cuz teh wind is horrible and it hurts it)

we get inside and walk up to the desk
at that poin everyone is staring at us
then she removes her good hand from the finger
a hush falls
well except for bailee
she is still hollaring
its hurtssssssssssssssssssssssss it burnssssssssssssssssssssss
we spent less than 3 minutes in the waiting room and in traige
i think it was cuz she was scareing all the people
including the staff

we got to a room and had xrays and a loratab ( yay)
when it came time for the shots to deaden it
she started no no no
then as the shots started
O Lord O Lord O Lord
over and over and over

after a few minutes
the doc was able to climb up on the table
with some pliers and grabbed hold of the needle
then he leaned way back and with his weight
pulled

out it came

ok the dr didnt really get on the table
but it sounded good didnt it :)

so that was the story of the finger

only in my house

1 comment:

Black Dragon Martial Arts said...

When I was 8 1/2 months pregnant, David got a stomach flu that landed him in the hospital for 3 days. 3 days after he got out, he slammed his finger in a door at the dojang, broke it at the growth plate and had to have a pin in his finger, plus a cast for 4 weeks. We finally got it off 3 days before Lexi was born. 3 is my unlucky number!