A Bloogy Mess
The headline is intended to say "bloody," but I don't quite have the guts to make that word part of the title. Nevertheless I do mean "bloody!"
It happened this way. Last night we were on the way home from son's place where we had watched the Flames on his big screen. (They won, of course! Yeh, Flames!) I entered our house about 11:30 pm, but neglected to turn on the lights. I did, however, dog-silly man that I am, reach down in the darkness to let Bijou out of his kennel, where, due to his age--need I explain further?--he now resides when we are away.
The screen door of the kennel popped open, and I reached for the dog. So far, so good. However, attempting to get to the exit, I tripped over the screened door of the kennel and plunged headfirst into the semi-darkness. (Marilynne was still in the garage.) My elbow landed on the marble-tiled floor. As I picked myself up, and noticed immediately that there was blood seaping through my jacket. And my ribs were seriously strained if not torn. (Enough so as to bother my sleeping last night). However, I was still not finished! With the fnal spill, all these spills in a nano-second, as I was falling headlong, I banged my forehead on a door jam! With that, more blood spattered. About that time, Marilynne opened the door just in time to witness the final smash!
I finally managed, with her help, to get up. I looked in the mirror. My face looked like a Calgary Flames fighter after a melee! I now have the second dressing on my forehead--tenderly applied by my wife--and look forward to a Board meeting at the church in about an hour from now. I'm fine--really I am.
The whole episode reminds me of a time I was playing hockey at 11 pm on a Saturday night in Chilliwack years ago. (I was the assistant pastor). A stick on my temple spilled a lot of blood--I had five preaching assignments the next day!
Oh well--that was then, and this is now. All is well, but "all" would be better if I was not such a dog fanatic--and so enamored of great hockey! (Yeh, Flames!) And yes, I'm fine--the biggest lingering problem may be the ribs!
posted by Neill at 3:06 PM
7 Comments:
As terrible as these incidents are, they sure make an enjoyable story! :)
Are you ok ?
Of course I'm fine!! Just a bit stupid as my Dad would have noted.
Yikes! Did you fall twice?? Of course head wounds always bleed badly so I can imagine the mess and scare for poor Marilynne. Hope you are OK and you're right the ribs will take the longest to get better.
be careful, Uncle Neill!
No, I did not fall twice, once was enough--but the whole process had at least three sequential parts to it--as I said, all in a nanosecond!
wow, uncle, maybe you should suit up for the flames since they need some more physical play if they want to get much farther in the playoffs! i hope there are no lingering effects of this injury!
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