My drama for the week

On Tuesday I cut my hand open while doing the dishes. I put my hand in a glass to wash it and it just snapped and cut my skin open. I just stood there and stared at it not knowing what to do. It wasn't just a slice, it was gouged up pretty good. I finally covered it with a clean towel and called a friend. When she didn't answer I realized I should be calling Ann (who is a nurse). She came and took one look at it and said, stitches. Grrrr. Thankfully Ann came with me because I was a basket case and I hate needles and stitches. I thought I was going to pass out just thinking about it. The whole time I was thinking... I've had two C-sections and I can't handle this?? I am not as baby hungry anymore just thinking of everything I went through with the first two kids. A little cut can do that to you.

Tuesday night I wasn't thinking and I used my right hand to turn a door knob and it pulled on the stitches. It hurt so bad! One of the stitches broke and another one loosened. I was so worried I'd have to go back and get it fixed, but all is well.

Wednesday night it looked really good... it actually looks a little worse today. Probably because of the scab. Ewww.

Wednesday night:

Today:

Yeah, it looks kinda gross today. That and my hands are so dry.... sorry you had to see this... earlier today I cut off the last stitch that was really loose. It wasn't doing any good and it was just bothering me. I am tempted to take them all out on my own... I am so sick of them (Don't worry Ann... I'll leave them there).

Dallas has taken good care of me... he has been doing the dishes ever since :) Evan is always asking about my owie and Kiah is always giving it kisses. I love my cute family!