This is what a foot looks like when.......
....you get friendly with this!
I was rushing inside in the middle of BBQing to grab something - opened the door with my hands full and didn't see the drill sitting inches from my foot. When I swung my foot up to step inside I caught this honkin drill bit on the top of my foot. I started crying immediately and when I saw the blood gushing I started to feel very woozy. Because I was at the top of the basement stairs and didn't feel like making the situation worse by tumbling down them, I asked Tim to go get Garnet.
Garnet was quite the awesome doctor by applying pressure and calming me down. When he would lift up the cloth the blood would pour out again -- I was afraid that I had hit a vein or an artery the way it was gushing. Suddenly, in the middle of it all - I was worried about the Pork Chops on the grill. Garnet told me not to worry about them. Wow, that's when you know a man loves you; when he chooses you over the meat on the bbq!!
Tim was very worried about me and volunteered to shut the BBQ off and get bandaids while we cleaned up, elevated my foot and got rid of the pins and needles up to my thigh.
The picture doesn't do it justice -- yes, my sausage toes are short and stumpy but my foot is not usually that fat!! It hurts through to the bone....I'll be hobbling around here for days.
Oh, and that other scrape on the other side of my foot is from dropping the shop vac on my foot last week. I'm not much of a girly girl - but I think it's time for me to stay away from Garnet's work shop ;)