Baptism by blood
We have a new (sharp) kitchen knife here courtesy of a beach urchin. I TOOK THE PLASTIC BLADE GUARD off today and used it to cut up some scallions. It was wonderful. I then washed it off and put it in the dish drainer to air dry.
When I went to put the blade guard on again, I somehow slipped and the blade made the teensiest tinesiest little nick in my right thumb. For a moment or two it looked like it hadn’t even broken the skin but alas a drop of blood eventually made an appearance. And being a finger, more and more blood followed. Could I find a bandaid? I could not find an appropriate bandaid to save my life.
Eventually I prevailed upon the GG, who supposedly has a first aid kit at the ready for North Country Trail hikes. We’ll talk about that some other time (or not). EVENTUALLY, he found a few bandaids and I put one on the cut on my thumb. After all of that, I realized there was also blood on my right index finger and that it was enough blood that it probably hadn’t just dripped off my thumb. Yes, I had also nicked my index finger. I didn’t even notice when that happened.
Eventually I got both cuts bandaged up – and NOTE that these are the miniest of mini cuts. Bandaged, I managed to assemble enchiladas WITHOUT getting any blood in them or even touching them with my bandaids. But then… LATER… I took the bandaid off my thumb cut and after I immersed my hand in dishwater it started bleeding again. I AGAIN bandaged it but somehow in the process I accidentally wiped blood onto my CHEEK to the great entertainment of the folks at the impromptu pre-dinner gathering on the moomindeck. (The moomindeck is the absolute best place for an impromptu gathering as long as the wind isn’t screaming outta the northwest.)
Tomorrow I am gonna go and pick up some REGULAR bandaids at the park store in Brimley. Not kneecap bandaids or teensy tinesy little round bandaids that you can’t WRAP around your thumb/finger. Just plain old straight bandaids. By then I probably won’t even need any more bandaids but they’ll be here for others.
July 28th, 2024 at 9:25 pm
I am NOT good with sharp knives. I often press a little too hard and without even knowing it, I cut myself. I’m only aware when there is blood. One time on a gymnastics trip I had a new razor and sliced open my shin while shaving my legs. No bandaids, so I used a panty liner. I’m hoping my kids don’t remember the story!
July 29th, 2024 at 7:37 am
Oh no. Another fabulous shot! I tried to paint yesterday’s gorgeous photo. Meh. I guess I have to do this one too. And is that a bird in the left-hand corner or is my screen just dirty. I liked having your daughter in yesterday’s picture although her right arm looks swollen. Ah watercolors. Very hard to be precise.