Sunday, August 17, 2008


Today Scott was out side BBQing Steaks for Sunday dinner. He noticed our bird feeder was not straight in the ground and decided to straighten it. He assumed it was metal, but no such is ceramic. He pushed and moved the top of the feeded trying to get it into the ground better, when the whole top part shattered in his hand. I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready, when he opened the door and asked me to hand him a paper towel because he sliced his finger. I went outside and saw his hand dripping like a slow leak with blood. I wrapped the paper towel around his finger and then then took a look. YIKES! it was prettty bad. I turned off the BBQ grill and said, we are going to Instacare, you need stitches. And his comment was, "Naw it's not that bad, I'm fine." (typical for a guy, right?) But, once I said, "my gut says we need to see a doctor." He agreed. Sure enough, the sliced finger required 5 stitches! He was so sweet, on the way to the Instacare he just kept saying, "I'm so sorry I broke the bird feeder." I love my hubby!!


3 Docs and A Diva said...

Sorry Scott, hope it heals fast and wasn't into the muscle or tendons. The YSA Dutch oven Fireside night is on at the Bairds on the 12th.

Redhoodoos said...

Ouch. That looks painful. Hope he's okay!

It was good to see you the other day (even if only for a minute)! You look great, as usual.