I have had a truly bizarre day. Fridays are trash pickup day around here, and I swear that EVERY SINGLE FREAKING FRIDAY, we have Santa Ana winds. And because I live atop one of the foothills overlooking the Santa Ana River and the canyon that winds through the mountains, the winds are particularly insane here. This is exactly where the big winds from the desert get channeled into the wind tunnels and amplified into freak status. I have seriously seen my lawn furniture lifted into the air. I have had other people's lawn furniture fly into my back yard and land in my pool. I've seen full grown trees completely uprooted and deposited into the street. So every Friday I end up spending hours going outside and picking up the large plastic trash, lawn clippings and recylables bins as they get blown over, and picking up the contents that have blown out of them before they all wind up in the next county somewhere...only to do it again ten minutes later, over and over until the trucks come by. The bins are really big, about chest high on me, and I'm tall, and have heavy, hinged lids. This morning, as I was trying to upright one of the blown-over bins in the middle of a huge gust of wind, the wind caught the open lid, flipped it closed, and caught me smack on the middle of the bridge of my nose and very nearly knocked me cold. I heard a crunch, saw stars for a minute, then felt warmth and wetness headed down my face. I ran inside and looked in the mirror, and saw a big purple contusion with a deep jagged cut in the middle of it. I couldn't really see how deep the cut was because it was really gushing blood, as head wounds tend to do. When I finally got it to stop bleeding and took a better look at the cut, I decided I might need a stitch or two, so I drove myself to the emergency clinic, icing the contusion every time I stopped at a traffic light. Long story short--they said stitches would probably create more trauma and scarring than the cut itself, so they super-glued it shut. Amazing, huh? I'm not very presentable at the moment, so I think I'll be staying in this weekend. Sheesh.... |
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I always keep a small vial of Super Glue or its cousin, Liquid Skin, at hand. I'm forever cutting myself with knife or machine at work or play. In the right light, my arms and legs look like those of Frankenstein..a short one, I mean.
Also, your statement that you are not only tall but have "heavy, hinged lids" put me in stitches.
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ouchy! and i hope you heal quickly.
When the girls were toddlers and I'd hold them in my lap, they would tend to snap their heads back and ram right into my nose. And they were pretty small and it hurt. So I can imagine how sore your nose is now. Maybe you should let the trash blow around next time.
Yikes. Ditto on the super glue.
I thought I'd already left a comment, but I don't see it.
That sounds like something that would happen to me, Verb!
I hope you heal quickly!
Got to love the super glue has become the new "duct tape" of our ER/urgent cares. However it is amazing that they will still charge you 200 dollars for super gluing you shut.
I hate picking up trash more than anything. I seem to follow our heard around and do just that.
Agreed, Coey. It's tempting just to superglue YOURSELF shut and hope for the best, no?
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