Let me start by saying that I DO know how stupid I am for allowing (actually, causing) this to happen. So far everyone, including my parents, have been very gracious and kind in not lecturing me and rubbing my foolishness in my face~even tho it’s GOT to be hard for them to hold back! I do appreciate it!
I’m typing this from my iPhone because I don’t need to use my fingers on this keyboard, just my thumbs. Still, please forgive any typos that may occur.
Yesterday around 9am I was mowing the lawn. I don’t bag the grass clippings, I just leftism fall back to the lawn. Our mower is made for a bag tho, and there’s a flap that must be lifted when the bag is not attached to release the clippings. Now and then the area gets clogged with the trimmings and I’ll lift the flap and reach down and release the trimming ~ and no I don’t turn the mower off while doing this. (I should say, I DIDN’T). Yesterday I wasn’t paying attention and put my hand in too far and the blade clipped my middle finger on my left hand.
Now, I have acrylic on my nails, and even tho it hurt like hell, I thot that maybe it just caught and popped off the acrylic. Those of you who really know me know that I don’t handle these situations well at all and I frequently pass out. So, knowing this about myself I ran into the house to the kit hen sink before looking at my hand. I got to the sink and looked down long enough to see the (oh yeah warning: this is gross) skin from my tip of my finger sliced almost all the way across (looking at it from the palm side of my hand). So without checking more details I grabbed a kitchen dish towel and my phone & ran to my front door. I unlocked the front door, lay down on the floor and called my poor husband to tell him to come home. (I say ‘poor husband’ because while this is definitely not the first of this type of phone call he’s gotten from me, it’s definitely the worst!). All this time, mind you, I’m moaning and crying. Then I called my neighbor Jeri to tell her I couldn’t watch her kids (they were going to spend the day with me). She said she was coming right over and I moaned ‘wait a minute…you don’t handle these situations well do you?’ she said no. Then I told her to go ahead and stay away cos there’s no need for two of us to be on the floor. Jeri then called my other neighbor Kate. Kate came in and asked how bad it was and I told her is wS pretty bad so she called her husband Tony over. Poor Tony just had knee surgery and I’m on the floor writhing in pain and he’s trying to bend down to look at my finger which was wrapped in the dish towel. He saw it and told Kate to call 911. By that time Jeri stopped by so Kate told Jeri to call 911. Kate was on the floor with me rubbing my back and helping to keep me calm. Then travis called back to ask if someone needed to go outside to find the tip of my finger and I said no, I think it’s still all holding together. Then Tony took the phone to talk to Travis and tell him what he saw, and I had to tell Tony to leave the room! I can’t listen to the details!! Aaargh! Then Shannon (neighbor) came over to help! Now that I think back I have to giggle at the drama! Shannon put a cold towel on my forehead and Kate got me a bowl (in case I needed to puke). The EMTs arrived and took a nice chunk of grass out but then I said OUCH so thy wrapped it up as well as they could and travis tool me to the emergency room.
I got an x-ray of my hand and found out I’d fractured the bone. The blade cut my finger down to the bone on one location and of course severed a bunch of super sensitive nerve endings, hence the extreme pain.
The doc gave me two vicodin and an antibiotic. About 30-45 minutes later I told he it didn’t touch the pain an I needed something else. They put an IV in my hand and then a shot of Morphine. Nothing. Another 30 min go by and I told her I thot she gave me a placebo cos I was still in horrible pain. (for almost 100% of this time I am crying cos the pain is so bad). She gave me another shot of morphine. Nothing. Then I was just so frustrated from all the pain!! They finally got someone from ortho to come down and see me and give me a few shots in my hand of Lydacaine, and ahhh! My hand went numb. The second shot of morphine made me sleepy so after she was do e cleaning the wound she told me id have to wait for her boss, a hand doc, to come look and finish me up…so I dozed in and out of sleep for the next hour and a half. (Travis was in a chair next to me the whole time).
In the meantime I got an IV of antibiotics and a tetanus shot.
Finally a bunch of docs from the hand dept came in and numbed my hand again. (oh sweet relief!) they cleaned all the debris and stitched me up, with ‘about a dozen’ stitches.
The doc told me that the acrylic literally saved my fingers! My index finger was hit, but only the acrylic came off, and even my nail stayed in place! On my middle finger the acrylic was pretty torn up and the doc had to remove a small part of my actual nail but all things considered, I’m wicked lucky! He thinks the acrylic kept my finger tip from coming right off.
So after spending a very painful and food/water deprived (in case I needed surgery they didn’t want me eating or drinking) EIGHT hours in the emergency room we were able to leave.
When we got home Kate and Amanda were in my front yard with my dogs! My dogs love them! While we were gone, Amanda finished mowing my yard, cleaned up with the blower and put everything away!!! While she was doing that, Kate came inside and cleaned! She vacuumed all the grass I tracked in, vacuumed my bedroom, made the bed, fed the dogs, cleaned the litter boxes and straightened up the kitchen!!! AND all the little girls made me an awesome get well card! AND there was a get well balloon, flowers and chocolates!! I think the chocolate was my favorite part. 
So, that’s my story. Let this be a good lesson for all you ladies out there! Always, always, always make sure you’re up to date on your manicure!!
No micro chip. So, I spent $100.00 and am now waiting HOPING Carolina PAWS will return my call and take her in. She has NO interest in meeting the dogs! It will cost me another $500.00 to get her spayed and up to date on her shots, and I just don’t have that kind of spare cash laying around. This is awful, because she is seriously the sweetest cat! I’m completely lost and don’t know what to do. Normally I’d just keep her, and make all the animals adjust to each other. But, I don’t have the funds to get her what she needs in order to integrate her into my family. Oh and there’s Travis, who doesn’t know a thing about this yet and I can see his face now when he comes home to find a stray cat on the screened in porch. 
