Sunday, February 22, 2009

Guess where we were on Saturday...

I will give you 3 guesses and the first 2 don't count....
Dean mashed his pinkie between 2 pieces of steel. It was not really a mash, IT was an almost cut off your entire pinkie and pop off your nail. When he called me from the SHOP and said he was driving himself to the emergency room, I knew something must have happened. He frequently gets cuts and sets himself on FIRE there and never goes the hospital. He just keeps working. So to have him say he was on his way to the hospital and would like me to meet him there, was a big flashing "CRAP". I thought for sure there would have been an appendage in a cup that would need to be sewn back on.
I looked at it a couple of times but my stomach would get weird and I would have to look away. He had cut the pinkie almost completely off, the nail had popped right off, and after x-rays, they found he had fractured the top bone of his pinkie.
They had to stitch him up and and stitches ran right though the nail bed and then they popped the nail back and stitched it back on. He will loss the nail but they said they did this to help the new nail start forming in the right direction. We have to go to a hand surgeon next week. So more to come on this... I know you are all so excited to here about it.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh My Goodness!!! Do they ever grow up?!? Bless you Annette. Glad they were able to save the finger, although I'm sure you would like to break his hand now, huh?

mom of fab five said...

AHHHHH--i can't believe he drove himself--wait yes i can. I sliced my nail bed once with a drill bit--i still remember how bad the throbbing pain hurt--for days! My nail still grows in funny. Good luch with that one--i hope he is a one handed typer....

cheri said...

OOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! I think this might tie Marshall's dislocated shoulder on the Moore boys' brag scale. Is Dean being heavily medicated? That just looks painful.