Hello Cuties, it’s always so much going on with everyone but I have to tell you of my week. WARNING:THIS IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!

Monday and yesterday Thursday I kept Avery, Gus and Nora all day, but Tuesday is the day I wanted to tell you about.
We were planning to go meet a guy on his land to pick up pecans, at a set time. We had 2 brand new pecan pickers we were anxious to use. Although we have had them a year or so the advertising cardboard was still zip tied to the handles. I had just finished dressing in my bedroom when I heard my husband call out to me. I knew instantly what had happened. You know when you have that sinking feeling because I had just had the thought he is going to cut those zip ties off and use his pocket knife.
I came into the kitchen to what looked like a crime scene. There was so much blood! He was gripping his hand with the other one and blood kept pouring out. He wanted me to give him some paper towels, which I did, but I ran to my sewing room and grab bias tape. I cut it long and while running back to the kitchen, I stretched it out so it would be all stretched out and would tie tight for a tourniquet. I tied it right above the wrist.
I then grabbed more paper towels for him and a Walmart plastic bag out of the pantry and slipped it over his hands and tied it. I drove him to the hospital ER bc we are country and by the time paramedics find us we’d be dead.
When we arrived at the hospital there was an ambulance backing up to the entrance and one already there. We went in through a side entrance just as they were wheeling someone in. When the staff saw the puddle of blood in the bag and his bloody hands they brought him straight in. I gave them his name and birthdate and told them I had to go move my car.
I then returned to sign paperwork ( without my glasses to read) and give them insurance cards. They then said go on inside to meet my husband. The doctor was already getting the staple gun to staple his knife wound.
It turns out when he went to cut the plastic zip ties off, the knife slipped and he stabbed himself in the hand. Since he bleeds so freely, I couldn’t see just exactly what he had done. I just thought he must have cut his hand open and would require surgery. Thank God he didn’t. The dr said he could have punctured a blood vessel or artery but by me putting a tourniquet, it had helped to slow the blood and must have sealed itself back off.
They said most people don’t think to do that. I asked them if there was a certain place to put it and they said I had done well. The nurse said school taught them at least 2 inches away from the wound.
When we were still in the ER just waiting on discharge paperwork, hubby asked if I called Dale, the guy that was meeting us. I looked at him like, ‘ have I had time or thought of Dale?!’ but I held my tongue and called Dale to say why we couldn’t meet him.
I told my niece Eraine, the one I travel with, that I had forgotten about the kitchen floor. I had to come home and clean that up. The blood splatter had dried so I had to put hot water on the floor to loosen it. The biggest was a little harder to clean up and the floor kept looking pink. My husband thought it might stain but I kept mopping it up with paper towels until I got a clean towel when I wiped. I then gave the kitchen a good mopping with pine oil. It didn’t stain.
The next day we had to go get him a tetanus shot. They asked him before I got inside if he needed one and he wasn’t sure. I called our dr office and they said he hadn’t had one in over 10 years so he had to have one.
Today has been a relatively quiet day and I am grateful.
We also had been going to a Bible Conference class at night for 3 nights and Tuesday was the last night. I didn’t know if we could go, but I was so glad we were able.
I think they need warning labels telling people to cut zip ties with scissors, but then most guys I know don’t read directions anyway-🙄🤣My kitchen scissors were in the drawer, just 5 feet away.
When I sent Eraine the pictures she said she would have fainted seeing all that blood. I told her I only got weak knees after it was all over. It usually takes about 20 -25 minutes to get to that hospital. I left the house at 10:36 and by 11:00 he was stapled up. I only drove above the speed limits on my road and again on a straight stretch of road, with no traffic about. He was holding pressure on his hand and had raised him arm up too. I was afraid if he passed out from blood loss, he would bleed more, bc he would drop him arm and stop applying pressure. Thankfully that didn’t happen.
Anyway, that’s been my week that I am so thankful wasn’t any worse than it was. With thanksgiving day approaching we are reminded to be grateful and thankful for all we have blessed with, and all we have been given. ❤️Toogie