So, the Number Three Worst Realization I've Ever Had*:
"I am standing in a pool of my own blood."
Yes, that very thought occurred to me this morning after sitting down to work at my computer. I sat down, had a cup of OJ, scratched my foot and set to work. Half an hour later, I shift my left foot and it's sticking to the floor, and covered in something thick and syrupy.
My own blood. Curiously, I knew this before looking down. Without even feeling any real pain - I just knew that when I looked down there was really only one thing it could be.
So I'm standing in a pool of my own blood; there's enough around my foot that there's a discernable depth to it. This is because as I mentioned before I scratched my foot - specifically, a cut that I'd had weeks ago. I figured it was pretty well healed by now; I hadn't felt any pain from it in a week. But as anybody who's had a boisterous childhood knows, the extremities bleed like crazy.
So I had to grab a wad of paper towels, wake up Rachel briefly to horrify her, wash off my foot, and then go and mop up my pool of blood.
I really considered taking a picture, but it seemed just wrong. I just hope that (A) my foot will stop getting numb, and that (B) it clots up soon. I should probably eat a few extra vitamins today.
*Funny thing is, I'm pretty sure there's worse realizations I've had but only two other ones are worse that immediately come to mind. The other two were, "There is nothing I can do to prevent this speeding car from falling off that cliff" (#2) and "I have 24 hours to live" (#1).
I guess I've had some exciting moments so far, haven't I?Labels: blood, frightening thought, stories, work |
