I'm not sure you can top this. I had my first day of break yesterday, and the goal was to clean the house, including the two squirt's room. Here is how my Christmas story began....
Twas the first day of Christmas break-
Everything was quiet, and all through the house,
not a creature was whining, not even my youngest mouse.
The stockings were hung on the wall with command adhesive hooks,
and for my future downtime, I had picked several books.
The children were watching some silly cartoon,
visions of all the toys from the commercials landing under the tree soon.
And momma in her ponytail, cleaning the kitchen
was humming Christmas tunes and thinking of stitchen'.
When from under the cabinet overhang, something bit into my heel
A food processor blade slicing me; pure stainless steel!
I dropped to floor with a shout and a scream,
To see that my foot now had a seam.
A four inch long seam, at least half an inch deep,
Made her so mad, she wished that she'd stayed asleep.
Off to the ER, in her manual transmission,
foot wrapped up tight in an army bandage, pain blurred her vision.
11 stitches and a tetanus shot later, she's tucked in her chair
Wishing that fate instead had decided to cut her hair.
There it is folks. I cut my foot wide open yesterday on a misplaced food processor blade and had to drive myself to the ER, to get 11 stitches and a tetanus shot. I'm now hobbling around on Christmas eve, trying to get all that last minute business done. (I'd show you the picture, but it is too gross.) Wish me luck!
Do you have any Christmas injury stories to share? I'd love to hear that I'm not the only one. *pout*
Have a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year from biologyrose- aka FrankenFoot.