no. 659 – Someone Has a Boo-Boo

My husband has had little one-on-one interaction with anyone in the medical field. In other words, it takes something serious to get him to see a doctor (we’ll just exclude our RE for demonstrative purposes at this time).

His most recent visit to the emergency room was due to a kidney stone. Of course, it wasn’t until he was literally crawling on the floor in pain to convince him it wasn’t just constipation.

Prior to that, I think it was the iron vs. knee battle. Good times, that was.

And before even that? I think it was back when XBoy was a baby. You know, five, six years ago? And that was when he accidentally tried to drill a hole in his thumb.

Overall, I think he’s done fairly well in keeping himself safe, considering the kind of work he does and the number of tools he uses daily that require electricity. And actually, I shouldn’t even count the kidney stone since that was basically out of his control.

As you may have guessed by now, I wouldn’t be reminding you of these events if it wasn’t for the fact that Mr. DD called me to let me know he was on the way to the emergency room. A smashed fingernail, he said. Knowing him, it couldn’t possibly be as simple as a smashed fingernail, now could it?

You be the judge:


Pretty, no?

So I of course replied to this camera phone message with a few sympathetic and encouraging words (HAHAHAhahahahah!!!!), to which my sweet husband then responded with this image:


Actually, this is missing the note that he sent with the picture:

"I’m flipping you off."

Is that love or what?!

It would seem that the doctor believes he will lose the nail, root and all. Luckily, both of our sense of humors (or should that read: senses of humor?) are still intact.