What a night. Well first of all, David, my husband, was going to make some coleslaw for dinner. So he got out a cabbage head and a knife to cut it with, and when he was trying to remove the core, the knife slipped and gashed his hand, between the thumb and index finger. Well all I heard was "Oh my God" and so of course I came running, knowing instantly he had cut himself. So at least he did realize he would have to go in for stitches, I can at least give him credit for that.
But then, I start putting socks and shoes on while he's calling the Express Care Clinic. He says "what are you doing?" I say "getting ready to drive you do the clinic." He says "no, no. I can drive just fine." I look at him in disbelief and say "David, you just cut your HAND you can't DRIVE like that." He says "No, I can drive. I'm going to drive." We argue back and forth until I'm in a state of fury and I say "Well I'm coming with you!". He says "no you don't need to come with me either." But I ignore him and go back to the back of the house to get ready. Well sure enough a couple minutes later he says in a weaker voice, "Jess, I'm going to need you to drive me." I'm fit to be tied, and I just want to shout "WHAT A GREAT IDEA!! Wish I'd thought of that!!" but I just sigh and he says "well it wasn't bleeding as much a minute ago." I just really had to bite back words and remember he's hurt.
So we are about to go and I grab a dish towel. He had been holding his hand in a fist to keep the cut closed but I see blood seeping on the edges of his hand. I hand him the dish towel and tell him to put it around his hand. "No, I don't need that." I argue some more. Nope. Finally I say, "Well then just take it with you please? Put it in your lap." He says no, it's clotted up and not bleeding now. I throw it aside in exasperation and tell him let's go.
We get to the clinic and the lady asks him to sit down and someone will be right with us, and he asks her for a rag or something for his hand.. I'm just standing there with my mouth open, speechless. He says "well it started bleeding again more." She gets him something.
He got into the office quickly. I know I shouldn't have, but I just felt furious with him. He just would not LISTEN to anything I said! The nurse had him put the hand in some water and told him the doctor would be in shortly to take care of him. I'm just sitting stiffly in a chair nearby, and it's quiet. Then suddenly I hear him say my name kind of weird, and I look up and he slumps over, fainted... I thought 'oh my god he's going to fall off that table' and ran to get the nurse. So she came back and he came to right away and we got him laying down with a cool cloth on his head. By this time I can't feel angry with him anymore.. how could I when he just passed out like that, it's frightening. But he was ok. At least, he finally said "I'm sorry I should have listened to you."
He got stitches and bandaged up and I got him home. He still insisted helping making dinner. We got done with dinner and one of his buddies called. While he was talking to his buddy, I cleaned up the kitchen, but I couldn't help but hear him telling his buddy all about what happened... Except of course, he didn't include anything about how I kept telling him what he needed to do and he kept ignoring me.Not that I really expected him to tell his buddy that though.
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A few minutes ago, he got done talking to his friend, and he says, "man my hand is really starting to hurt now." I say, "Take some Tylenol or something." What does he say? You guessed it. "Nah, I don't need that."
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That has got to hurt!!!
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