Saturday, June 14, 2008

Stupid Friday the 13th

I have never believed in the bad voodoo of Friday the 13th. Matt and Ann we talking about it on the Today Show yesterday morning and I remember rolling my eyes as I was straightening my hair.
Now here I sit, 24 hours later, a changed woman. Typing with 9 fingers really isn't that easy. Let me clarify. I still have ALL 10 fingers, but one is currently encased in a large hot pink bandage. I tried to cut it off. With a rotary wheel for cutting fabric. Good times.
My boss and I were going to make aprons for the girls. If they turned out cute then we were going to make them for the Foster Grandparent booth at the fair. (How cute would that be, matching mom and daughter aprons! I would totally buy that!!!) She was tracing the pattern and I was cutting the 2 1/2 inch strips for the straps and ruffles. I kid you not I was on the LAST strip. I was pressing really hard cause I was trying to get through 3 layers of fabric and then... sweet mother!
Now my dilemma is do I go to the ER in Bingham (I'd rather die... and you may die if you go there for treatment!) or the oh so super fabulous clinic (sense the sarcasm.). I chose the clinic. I walked in and the woman at the desk asked me how my day was and I said not so great. She asked how she could help me and I calmly stated, "I just need somebody to sew my finger back on." I was told to have a seat. Um, are you freaking kidding me?! I am possibly bleeding to death, may lose my finger and she tells me to have a seat!! What else could I do? I took a seat and cried my eyes out while my wonderful boss sat there with me and rubbed my back.
Long story short, 2 doctors later (I asked one to leave and never come back... he he he), 6 shots of lidocane, 5 stictches (yes, I may have over exaggerated about the bleeding to death and losing the finger thing... whatever. I've never had stitches before or inflicted such stupid and painful bodily harm on my self... ), and 1 super fun tetnus shot later I am all sewed back together.
I now believe in the bad voodoo of Friday the 13th and am now wondering where the crap I can purchase a lucky rabbits' foot... and how do you know it's lucky?

2 comments:

Sam and Ash said...

the rabbits foot is lucky if you do not cut anything off after you buy it. :> Sorry to hear about your bad day - had you JOINED us in SLC you would not be stitched right now! Your posts are always so funny, I love reading them! :>

JC Photography said...

Summer - you are a fab story teller. I miss you!!! Maybe we can just go sit in the dance studio and talk when no one is there. So sorry about your finger - ouchie!