Round one goes to the hedge trimmer

I'm blaming Jen, since I was only trimming the hedges because she decided they couldn't afford to go away for the weekend. Of course, I might be in worse shape if she left the kids with me for the weekend, as we originally planned!

Regardless, the hedges are not even half done, the trimmings are still in the back yard, the blade was so sharp and fast that there's not even any blood on them and I have 5 stitches in my finger. The doc who stitched it up said it could maybe use a few more, but when it's mangled like it is, often less is more, allowing the tissue to settle where it needs to more effectively. It very obviously has a good blood supply and no tendon involvement, so I'm happy about that. I need it to work; I don't need it to look pretty!

This was just after 9 this morning, so needless to say I didn't accomplish much for the rest of the day. I did manage to get Cory to buy me some groceries and to get Mary to make me supper, but that's all the work I did.

The worst part for me will be staying out of the pool...maybe I can rig something...

Thanks to the powers that be for the fact that I was trimming the hedges in my pjs, not my nightshirt. Thanks for generous sisters. Thanks to Paula for bringing a bag for my shoes that had dog shit on them and a phone charger. Thanks for the wait in emerg that meant I was not seriously injured. Thanks to Jen for allowing me to have a laugh. Thanks for skilled medical care...I'm pretty grateful today!!

Love, elly