Yes...that is my finger...the pointer finger on my right hand to be exact...and no that's not sharpie scribbles! What you are looking at are my first four stitches from my first ever visit to the ER. Mark it down folks...Feb. 17th, 2009, 26 year old Jennifer Brown makes her first trip to the ER. Although you all may say that's nothing, for me it was quite the night. After pushing a paper plate into the trash can and having the lid from a can of black beans come through the plate and my finger I had to drive myself to the ER. Thanks to Gregg and Dawn for keeping me calm through the drive as Nick didn't answer (stupid workout!). The gentleman at the ER was a very Dr. McDreamy x 10 kinda guy, but that didn't cover the fact he was about to load my finger with needles! Thank God Mom and Dad arrived in Lawrence in their first trip to Lawrence Memorial Hospital just in time to watch me scream my way through the numbing process. I kid you not while my face was buried in my Mom's side I'm pretty sure every word in the DICTIONARY of WASH YOUR MOUTH WITH SOAP came out of my mouth along with the revelation that maybe adoption is a safer path for me...or rather the man who gets me knocked up and has to handle the child birthing process because I'm positive I couldn't take an epidural...and frankly, I'm not sure I could handle a slight contraction after feeling the pain caused by that little injury to my finger. I'm sure you are rolling laughing that this point, but it wasn't f*n funny! The numbing juice being shot into my finger felt like someone turned a firehouse on inside of my pointer. NOT COOL!
Although, I am still typing with nine fingers, I couldn't wait any longer to tell you all about it. As my parents pointed out, it was a good thing Nick was at the gym because had he been there to live that with me, he'd probably never talk to me again. This I'm sure is true as he called just after the initial needle episode and called me a choice alternative to cat for being in tears. Don't get me wrong this man was super supportive and caring throughout the night with multiple phone calls. So, still today for the support he has provided and the fact that he wasn't there to witness such a traumatic event in person...I THANK GOD!!!
Yes, I know some of you are more puzzled now than ever...I did say Nick, yes the Nick that had me flustered to the point of no return just a few weeks ago. Trust me, if you don't know the skinny already, that's a story for a different day. Just know this...I'M HAPPY!!! :)
Another story for another day! I chopped my hair off...I need to take photos and get that story up as well...it sure is a doozy!
Until next time...Goodnight and I love you all!
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