Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
I invoked Mitchell in my title because those of us who know and love Mitchell understand he's a wee bit accident prone.
I had a little accident of my own a few days ago. I was removing some of the lower stems and fronds* from the large philodendron in my backyard because Franklin likes to hide under it when he attempts to stay out all night. I can't go to bed with my man out of the house. At 3 a.m. he'd probably change his mind and want to come in, which would lead to barking that would wake up everyone within 100 miles or so and I'd have to drag my sorry ass out of bed.
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The big hedge clippers and I tried to cut through an especially sturdy stem and whoosh! The clippers rebelled and jumped out of my hands. If it had been a movie, they would have somersaulted in the air and landed blades down sunk in the ground right next to my feet. I don't know about you, but I don't live in a movie; therefore, the clippers landed with a thud on my right foot. I'm happy to say it was the handles and not the blades.
It hurt like a sonovabitch. I lowered my head and in my mind said terrible, nasty words. I didn't want to react in front of Franklin and Penelope because I knew they would be frightened if I yelled.
I limped to the garage, put away the clippers, and limped toward the house as I realized something wet was coming out of my foot. I had a cut on my big toe. I cleaned and bandaged it. It's healing. My foot is still swollen and very sore. I think my big toe is broken so I taped it to its sister toe and iced it regularly.
I've stayed in place as much as possible this week. I might be able to put on a shoe tomorrow, or at least a sandal.
I'm sorry I'm behind on responding to your kind comments and reading your blog posts. I have catching up to do and will do it as long as I can stay away from flying hedge clippers. For now, though, we're headed to bed.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
*I have no idea if they're called stems and fronds but I don't know what else to call them.
**I took this photo in much wetter times. It's dry in the yard now and the weather is beautiful––sunny, blue skies, highs about 80 and lows around 70.
Oh no!! I hope you will heal okay. I know you wil keep an eye on it, but man that sucks. *love and hugs*
ReplyDeleteI'm taking good care of it.
DeleteI was so honored to see my name in the title! I should have known better. Yes, that was definitely a Mitchell move. And I usually DO just avoid something much more serious. But, ouch, that must have hurt. Wishing a less uncomfortable and quick recovery. When we had our hotel, I once came close (within an inch) of cutting through the power cord with the electrical hedge trimmer. That was the last time I trimmed the hedges myself.
ReplyDeleteAw, Scoot. I can say tons of good things about you in titles. That will happen in the future.
DeleteOh, Janie. I hate accidents like that! I hope your toe feels better soon.
ReplyDeleteFirst thing this morning it hurt like a bitch but I iced it again and it feels much better now.
DeleteIf you suspect that your big toe is broken maybe it's time for an x-ray. I will be sure to steer clear of flying hedge clippers today!
ReplyDeleteAn x-ray would probably be a waste of money, but I promise I'll get one if it doesn't heal under my treatment regimen.
DeleteWhat....your taking a page from the movie Final Destination??? Thank heavens it wasn't blade down girl. And thanks heavens your mending.
ReplyDeleteBlade down would have been much bloodier.
DeleteOuch!
ReplyDeleteAnd OUCH!!!
Feel better soon,
xoxo
I feel better already. Thank you!
DeleteYikes! That was a close call -- glad your injury wasn't worse!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad, too!
DeleteThey look like leaves to me but fronds is more descriptive. There's a lot of joy in gardening (if you like that kind of thing which I do) but there are also the downsides such as letting gardening equipment attack you. I had to take my gardener to the doctors the other week as she cut her palm open with her secateurs. The inside was coming out and she needed stitches.
ReplyDeleteThat must have really hurt. Gardening is pretty new to me. I've been inspired to try it by a number of bloggers.
DeleteWhat a bummer for you. I guess it could have been worse, but a broken toe and a gash is bad enough.
ReplyDeleteSeveral year ago I was putting a sharp knife (very sharp) on the top shelf of my dishwasher. It slipped , bounced off the dishwasher door. When I looked down the knife was sticking out of my leg, so I was both a victim and assailant of assault and battery.
I would laugh at your description if I didn't know how painful that must have been.
DeleteOuch! May your toe heal well and quickly! I broke my little one on the right foot 3 times and know how painful it is.
ReplyDelete3 times! Wow! Some people seem to be prone to breaking toes.
DeleteAn interesting read, I am shaking a bloody lot this morning
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, Jo-Anne. That sucks.
DeleteFranklin, Franklin, Franklin! You come in the house when Mama Janie calls!
ReplyDeleteHe's such a cooperative dog, but when the weather gets cooler, something about the bush calls to him.
DeleteOuch! Good reason to spend the weekend on the couch.
ReplyDeleteLet's see, I'll try again. This sounds like a great excuse to spend the weekend on the couch.
ReplyDeleteI don't really need an excuse.
DeleteOh no, you poor thing! Imagine if your life were a musical what song might have been started by all the merry neighbours popping their heads over the fence to give you advice.
ReplyDeleteI picture A Fiddler On The Roof scene with the neighbors dancing.
DeleteOw ow ow ... I hope by now your toe is healing.
ReplyDeleteI'm SO far behind in reading your posts ...
It's fine now. Just feels a little strange if I try to bend it.
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