Homo Sum:
humani nil a me alienum puto

… first time I’ve injured myself while making a club sandwich.
… first time I’ve injured myself in a residential kitchen.
… first time I’ve driven myself to an ER.
… first time I’ve been to the hospital in Halifax for myself.
… first time I’ve had a ring block.
… first time I’ve had stitches.
… first time I’ve had a doctor who was younger than me.
… first time I’ve had a doctor tell me that I was incredibly tough.
… first time I’ve had a doctor tell me “there will probably only be very minor disfiguration”.

Bet you read the title and thought it was going to be something about Boxing Day and parenthood rites of passage, didn’t you?

You know what hurt the most–the fact that the cute ER doctor was younger than me.

(You know what’s good for the pain of stitches–which “aggravate the insult to your tissue”? Southern bourbon pecan bites!)

Pictures tomorrow of the injury and the offending implement.

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