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As if slicing his knuckle to the bone last Monday wasn't enough, in the middle of the night I heard an awful 'Owwwww!!!!" followed by another 'OWW!" and several uninventive but colourful curse-words. Best Beloved had gone for a mid-night bathroom trip without putting the light on and had stubbed his toe on the box of Christmas decorations sitting on the landing waiting to be taken up into the loft. In rebounding from the toe-stubbing he'd cracked the stitched knuckle on the airing cupboard door, jerked his hand back and cricked his neck.
Now there's a tale of woe.
And when he did put the light on, he'd managed to knock off his toenail cleanly and completely with much accompanying blood.
I say again, OWWWW!
Now the blood and the knuckle gashed to the bone is something I have no problem coping with. I can do blood. I don't fall over or go green. But toes are something I'm more than squeamish about and toenails... well... there's just no way I'm ministering to that injury. I'll tut and cluck in the background and offer sympathy and hot sweet tea, but he's on his own with the toenail thing.
Euwwww!
When he'd stopped swearing and had time to laugh, he said he was worried about going to do some building in the barn today because his next job was hoisting boards up to the first floor with the electric winch and he kept remembering the words to the song 'Paddy and the Bricks' and with his luck...
http://www.songsforteaching.com/paddysicknote.htm
Now there's a tale of woe.
And when he did put the light on, he'd managed to knock off his toenail cleanly and completely with much accompanying blood.
I say again, OWWWW!
Now the blood and the knuckle gashed to the bone is something I have no problem coping with. I can do blood. I don't fall over or go green. But toes are something I'm more than squeamish about and toenails... well... there's just no way I'm ministering to that injury. I'll tut and cluck in the background and offer sympathy and hot sweet tea, but he's on his own with the toenail thing.
Euwwww!
When he'd stopped swearing and had time to laugh, he said he was worried about going to do some building in the barn today because his next job was hoisting boards up to the first floor with the electric winch and he kept remembering the words to the song 'Paddy and the Bricks' and with his luck...
http://www.songsforteaching.com/paddysicknote.htm
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BTW, why did you not show me the picture used for this post when deciding on which image of your good self to send to publishers? I think it sets just the right tone.
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