Wounded

A work related accident left a deep gash across the heel of my right hand. Fortunately no major blood vessels, nerves or any important stuff was severed. 

I figured why waste time and money having it stitched up by some over paid person who by definition was “practicing” medicine.  After all, it will heal by itself in a few days if I just hold the skin together with some super glue and tape. 

Besides…it didn’t hurt that bad after I recovered from the fainting spell caused by the sight of my own blood.

As I counted the days I noticed the healing process was not going as planned probably due to the fact that I continued to do all the normal activities that a person has to do who makes a living with his hands.  All the straining and movement was keeping the laceration open.   

After 10 days of my wife rolling her eyes and giving me that “I can't believe I married such an idiot’’ look…I had to gulp hard, swallow my pride and walk into the walk-in clinic.  There I confessed my discretions to a medical professional that snickered with amusement as she repaired the damage.  

So, once again, I’m counting the days until I can remove the splint and stitches and return to my normal activities.

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for walk-in clinics

For expert medical professionals

And for a wife who is always right

Amen