So I tried to make Elise Robert's yummy mashed potatoes with the sweet potatoes mixed in on Friday night for my parents who came to visit for the weekend. I tried to cut the giant sweet potato the long way first before chopping it into little pieces, but it just wouldn't cut. My father-in-law had just sharpened our knives when he was here to visit the week before. The sweet potato slipped, and with all the force I was using to cut the sweet potato, the knife cut into three of my fingers.
I do not do well with blood. When I looked at my hand, I felt light-headed, but I managed to turn on cold water and stand there until my grandma came and saw what had happened. She yelled to my mom that I needed to go to the emergency room. I felt like throwing up because it was so gross. I have always wondered if I would know whether stitches would be necessary when one of my kids gets hurt, but I knew this time--the skin was totally gaping open and nasty. (Sorry to be so graphic). The boys came into the kitchen and started screaming. I did nothing to console them because I thought I was going to puke.
After sitting for a few minutes while my grandma held some towels on it, Chauncey walked in the door. My mom had called him just after he got off the bus and told him to hurry home to drive me in to an urgent care or hospital to get stitches (It happened on a Friday night--Friday the 13th).
When my light-headedness subsided, I started to worry because I realized that one of my fingers was totally numb from my first knuckle down. Because of that, we decided to go to the hospital instead of urgent care.
I got stitched up by a PA, and then we went home. On Sunday a doctor in my ward told me that I probably cut a nerve and need to see a hand surgeon or plastic surgeon ASAP and may need to have a little surgery to fix the nerve. It has been a few days, and my finger is still totally numb at the finger tip. I have an appointment for Wednesday to see a plastic surgeon who did a fellowship in hand surgery. Hopefully I will get feeling back so I can play the flute and stuff. It feels so weird!
Here is a picture of my Frankenstein fingers.
1 comment:
Yikes! I hope everything goes well with the plastic surgeon! And I hope the next time you make my potatoes isn't as traumatic!
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