So, being the idiot I am, after using a can opener to remove a lid 99% of the way, I grabbed it by the edges to twist off the last 1% and completely sliced my fingers. I won't go into the details, but no one should see the part of their fingers that I saw. I started freaking out, grabbed paper towels to soak up the blood that was gushing everywhere and IM'd Chels at work asking her to google the nearest hospital. I was shaking so badly I couldn't type, so she thought I was like dying so she and AK called me a cab and told me they would meet me at the ER... here is what we managed to document.
This is when they found me at the ER... I was a bawling mess.
Waiting for the doctor so I could get my stitches...
The finger that got it the worst... you can't even see the edges of the cut!
I have such amazing friends... it's the height of busy season (we're all working til between 2-4am each night) and they dropped everything to come to be with me at the hospital! This is how we felt about waiting 4 hours and passing the time eating a dinner of cheese and crackers (and pasta with no spoon/fork) - all that the Tesco Express across the street could offer in the middle of the night. LOL maybe one of my favorite pictures of all time.
I ended up with 8 stitches in one finger... but all is ok thankfully! Though it WAS weird walking out of the hospital and not having to pay one cent!
This is when they found me at the ER... I was a bawling mess.
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