Seriously.
I hadn't been working in the front yard more than fifteen minutes, either.
Just a little pruning of dead branches in the azaleas, I'd thought, and in the lantana.
And that's all it took - fifteen minutes.
Barely a quarter of an hour, and I already had blood running down my right leg from a hole going vertically along my shin bone.
Applying pressure, and elevation, for about twenty minutes finally stopped the flow of blood, but liquid still steadily ran.
Not red, so that was good, but the clear ichor.
Damn.
Two hours later, with me keeping my right leg elevated during two episodes of "Monk", that blood plasma was still seeping.
Dammity damn damn.
Off to ExperCare I went, suspecting I needed a couple of stitches to close it up.
Fortunately, they were nearly deserted and had me in and out in less than an hour.
No sutures, either!
Instead, the doctor used Surgifoam, a magical substance that steps in when your clotting agents don't.
She told me to leave that strip, and the pressure bandage, in place for 24 hours.
That was on Thursday afternoon, about 4 PM.
I left it all on until just a few moments ago.
In other words, I didn't disturb it for at least 42 hours.
It still looks pretty rough, but it's all dry.
No seepage, no liquids oozing, none of that.
I'll take a shower and put some lotion on the skin, to pamper it a bit, then I'll put a bandage on to keep it safe.
I'm planning to be out and about with little blondes and I want to be careful with it.
Hard to believe that simple pressure against a broken lantana branch did that to me.
I was trying to finish sawing through the trunk of a little wild cherry tree growing in the middle of the lantana bush, and when I stepped a little closer for a better angle, that's when my shin pressed against the end of the lantana branch.
"Ouch!", I said...
then I felt the liquid running down my leg and into my shoe.
Damn.
I'd really hate to think that I'm going to have to sell my house because of yard work getting the better of me.
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One thing I forgot to mention here.
I was wearing long pants, right?
Trying to keep my legs from getting cut by brambles, right?
That didn't work, evidently.
My leg got cut...
but the pants are fine.
No hole at all at the site, just lots of blood.
Really.
How very odd.
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