Danger: Wounded Pride Ahead

Sooooooooooo. Have I ever mentioned that I'm a klutz? Well, I am. Tonight, while making dinner, Zach calls to tell me he is just getting on his way home and will be late. While on the phone, I proceed to cut up some carrots, and include my finger in the mix. Oops. The good news is, I was cutting them with a crinkle cut design, so my sliced finger had a lovely wavy look to it! Hmmm. Maybe that wasn't as good of news as I thought. I said "Oh, OW." And wrapped my hand in a towel quickly. Zach kept asking over and over if I was ok, and I was......but then I think a little shock kicked in and I wasn't doing so hot. I started feeling like I was going to pass out, and so I quickly laid down on the floor to spare any more pain. I didn't pass out, but I did manage to freak Zach and Keegan out pretty good.
**Keep in mind I had just returned from the pool with the boys and I was making dinner still in a wet swimsuit (fantastic, I know)**

Zach called Derek & Amy (thank heavens for fabulous friends & neighbors) who both quickly came over, sure that they were going to find me passed out in a pool of blood. I recovered enough to open the door for them (although I was feeling rather foolish at this point, in a swimsuit and a bloody towel). Derek watched the boys (and fed them the dinner I had made - thanks Derek!!) while Amy took me to immediate care. I was thisclose to having stitches, but was spared them, and just got some steri-strips. I'm sort of glad, I was a little nervous about being sewed up. I did have to get a tetanus shot though, so now my arm has been rendered unusable for at least a week. Tetanus shots are so painful!
**ps I know the bandage looks fabulous, but really...I only cut the pad of my finger. Don't be fooled.**

So, after an eventful evening, I sit here, typing awkwardly with my over-bandaged finger, nursing my wounded pride with some Sour Patch Kids. *sigh*