High Drama at the Domerese residence!

I just found out about a week ago today that ME + A very sharp knife = A really not-good-feeling cut on my finger! Ya, OUCH! I was cutting some wonderful smelling bread right out of the breadmaker, like a good little wife, and on the very last slice.....instead of cutting into the bread, I cut right into the side of my left index finger! Joy of joys! It hurt, ya, but it seemed to start hurting even more when i looked down to see the skin around the cut flapping open and revealing what looked like my bone! Ya, so I called for Tyler and we grabbed my purse and the whole roll of paper towels and sped to emergency! No waiting, thank God! We were the only people there. The doctor told us that I had cut 50% of the tendon(which is what I had seen), and that we would have to follow up with a plastic surgeon. So, we did, and they told us they wanted to do surgery that very day! So, we did again, and they had to open up the stitches and cut the incision even longer. So i went in with 4 stitches and walked out with 6 and an arm/hand splint. I posted some pics so you can see what I had to go through! lol


I couldn't resist a close-up of the murderous knife.


The ugly stitches emergency put in.


The cool built-in gun that emergency put on for me
(It's actually a finger splint wrapped in some weird yellow
stuff, if you couldn't tell already.)


A few of the doctors' toys.


My last moments........


Right after surgery, I didn't post the one we took DURING
surgery. If you're really morbid and curious, I can email it.


So, here is what I am confined to for another 4-6 weeks!
(They could have at least made it partially attractive!)