The Story of Stabby

This entry my take a while to write so please bare with me...

Yesterday was an adventure. While preparing to make hamburgers and fries for Scott, Jessica and myself, I had a minor accident - my hand slipped and I ended up slicing open my left index finger. Blood sprayed everywhere, and Jessica quickly called 9-1-1. Paramedics arrived and I was taken to the Victorian Emergency Room. After a seven hour wait with Scott, Jess and my mother, I saw the (only) doctor on duty and had five stitches put into my finger.

Oh what a day. The doctor put four needles into the wound, but the freezing didn't take, so four needles later he attempted to put the stitches in. It still hurt like a bitch. I remember why I hate needles. Seven + hours in the ER and I was sent home.

Ended up crashing with Jess at about 4AM, woke at noon and then slept some more. Went to dinner with Jackie, Joshua and Scott...then later in the evening went to redress my wound and found that the doctor didn't stitch my hand properly...

In the ER I had told them that the blade went right through my finger - they didn't think it did and chose not to listen to me when I told them it had. So the inside part of the cut wasn't stitched. Joshua, Scott and I went to the Mis ER, where I was looked at within an hour. They cleaned the wound and looked at it. The doctor said it should have been stitched, but there wasn't anything he could do to fix it now. Fuck.

Scroticus and I make quite the gimpy pair now. Scott's brace is off now, but his mobility is still greatly reduced. I'm left handed, so everything (including typing), is being done with my much weaker right hand. Grrrr. At least we're close and can help each other out.

Now I am off to sleep once more. I shall post pictures of the gimpy pair soon...

- Stabby Gibson