The First Cut is the Deepest...no wait, it's the second

Ok so this is a review about myself. I just want to share with you what has kept me away from gaming and blogging for the last couple of weeks.

It started when I went to my mothers house to help tidy some of my crap and look for costume to go with my MCM outfit (pictures of that soon). Anyway as I cleaned, Mneko (my cat) wanted to play but hitting a bit of string around.

 

As the kind, sensitive owner I picked up the string and gave her a challenge. Not living with her anymore I had not realised Mneko had picked up a new trick. Instead of going for the string she finds it far more entertaining to go right for your hand making you drop said string. Not only did she go for my hand readers, she managed to get her claw into my thumb, between the skin and nail. This stung like a bitch so I dropped the string, gave her a little 'no' tap on her bottom and ran the cut under the tap. You couldn't see a mark but the blood was pooling under my nail. At this point I thought 'could there be worst pain right now?' Oh I was so so wrong.

Back to my room and I found my furry leg warmers and thought they would work for my costume. However since buying them my calf's have gotten, lets say 'more muscular' and they wouldn't go all the way up. I decide to cut them open, make some holes in them and create a sort of corset cross tying system. I get the scissors, cut them open and start making the holes. I get to a particularly difficult bit where the scissors wouldn't penetrate the fur so I gave it one mighty push. Perfect, straight through the material....and my finger. It was as if it was happening in slow motion but I was powerless to stop it.

Seeing the blood starting to appear I calmly went to my mums new white bathroom (eep) and ran the finger under cold water while keeping the pressure on it. After a while the bleeding wouldn't stop so I thought, 'Ok, call mum at work, she will know what to do'. I somehow manage to get my phone, call and put on speaker phone, still with a calm persona. But then I hear my mums voice and the shock wears off. Hysteria kicks in 'MUMMY, I CUT MY FINGER, IT WONT STOP BLEEDING. I CAN'T JDOEFJ EWOJLEK SMDPO...(Incoherent wailing)'. So my very kind mother says she's coming home to take me to the Doc's.

Fast forward to three hours later....I have a stitch. That's right, they decided the cut was deep enough to warrant a stitch. Don't believe me? Here's a picture.

 



As you can see I couldn't even paint the nail on that finger to match the others it hurt so much.

I know your looking at this thinking 'it's only a stitch, I had twelve stitches when I fell off that horse blah, blah, blah...' but as I say, this is my first one. Just the one. Anyway that was a week ago and I'm all (kinda) healed now.

 

 

 

But my pain doesn't end there. At the doctors after I got the stitch taken out I had with me my contact lenses I was going to wear for the MSM and as they needed to be soaked in solution for 2 hours before wearing I thought I would prepare them in the loo so I could try them when I got home. So, stood over the sink I start opening the jars they come in and if you have had novelty contacts you would know they have a have silver foil protecting them. This I slice my thumb on and bleed everywhere...hadn't even left the doctors. Well they say things happen in three's....I hope.