Saturday, March 2, 2013

Feeling so Powerless

My husband is hurt, he is broken, he cannot use his thumb and it is killing me that it is a weekend and I cannot do anything about it. It’s the first time that either of us has injured ourselves where we need surgery and the concept is scary. We consoled ourselves that it is just a thumb, in the grand scheme of things at least it isn’t an arm or a leg. But still I want to DO something. Instead we have to sit and wait for Monday morning to come around so the specialist offices open.

So we are relaxing this weekend, we are taking it easy and I am yelling at Mr. Rogue for being in the kitchen cutting something grabbing the same knife he hurt himself with. You would think that the big split on his thumb would remind him to be more careful. Seriously I just need to wrap him in bubble tape and lock him to his chair.


1 comment:

paul peggy zeus said...

Throw away that knife, it's dangerous! And he looks mad in that photo. Not in an angry way either. I'm hearing the music to Phsyco right now.

Post a Comment