All from an altercation with a self peel can of pineapple. Those are wretched things. Hunter almost lost his thumb. Well not really. But my stomach thought so when I took at look at it hanging there feebly as he turned and looked at me and screamed.
I would like to say he took it well, but when he was waiting to get the seven stitches the anticipation was all too much for him. They had us waiting in that little room for what seemed like forever I think they were waiting for the little silk worms to spin the thread for his stiches before they could come, for that is how long it felt we sat there.
You would think I was sitting there comforting him, which I was, for a good long time. But finally after one of the moans I told him to just go towards the light....
Finally after his thumb was good and numb he took another position. He perked up and was extrememly interested in what the doctor was doing and if she would of let him, would of stitched up his own thumb. Amazing how once your pain leaves what you can do.
When it was all done,
Hunter says to the doctor,
"Woah that was a lot of blood eh?"
She looks at the tray with the three pea size dots on the tissue, less than a nose bleed and says,
"That?!"
He says, "Ya, all that blood there."
She says, "Yaaa."
He seemed content with her answer. But didn't seem to pick up on her sarcasm thankfully.
Hunter made it through his first set of stitches. Logan greeted him later and asked him how it went. Hunter told him all about the blood and the whole ordeal.
Logan who is our veteran stitch man of 4 sets of stitches just listened wide eyed and intently.
Never stealing his thunder, what a sweetie.
