Sounds yummy right??
Kennedy told me just how she wanted our pumpkin to look. Not too scary, not too cute, just kind of silly. She enthusiastically scraped the guts of the pumpkin out, and enjoyed every mushy handful. We discussed that the knife was much too sharp for her to carve. After much protest, I convinced her that 5 was old, but not quite old enough to carve the pumpkin. We agreed that after I cut, I would let her know when it was safe to reach in and pull out all the scraps.
Everything was going smoothly until Nathan ran out of food. Yes, I trapped him in his high chair so I would know just what he was up to. I was just finishing the pumpkin, and he went ballistic. I got distracted, and (SLICE) off came the tip of my finger. I cut through the nail bed at an angle from the middle of my finger to the left corner. OUCH! Blood was squirting out, and it was pooling everywhere. I quick grabbed a napkin and went to the bathroom to clean off the wound. I kept it elevated and compressed with ice on it for 30 minutes. When it was still rapidly bleeding through all the layers of gauze, I called my Father-in-law for his advice. He told me to keep doing what I was doing, and to add some coban for extra compression. Nathan was freaking out, and so I called my friend down the street to come help me wrap my finger up really well. It’s tough to wrap it properly all by yourself! She came to my rescue, and brought her husband too. They helped me out, and played with the kids . She even did the dishes that I hadn’t gotten to from dinner! I was a little embarrassed! After hanging out with us for 2 hours with my finger compressed (I bruised my thumb and palm as you can see), above my head, and on ice, it was still oozing out of the gauze and coban onto my ice pack. They talked me into going to the ER. I was hesitant. I figured I was doing everything I could, and there really wasn’t anything left to stitch back on. I wasn’t sure there was anything they could do, but I was getting very shaky. My finger was bleeding so much that I couldn’t really see the damage, and I lost the piece of my finger, and nail in the pumpkin mess. I figured it was better now (7pm) than even later. So, her husband stayed with the kids, and we headed to base. 2 hours later they had my finger wrapped up nice, and had given me a tetanus shot. I was very shaky, and they told me that I would probably still shake for awhile considering I had lost a piece of my body! Thanks!
When I got home, the kids were tucked into bed. Anyway, probably too many details. My advice is, don’t take your thumbs for granted! You don’t realize how much you use them until you can’t! As I was kissing Kennedy goodnight, She said to me, “Mom, obviously you aren’t old enough to carve the pumpkin either!” She was thrilled to go to school this morning so she could tell everyone how I cut my finger off!
I’m glad something good came of this!