A very strange day, indeed

Well yesterday was such a crazy day, I had to write about it. No pictures, you’ll thank me later.

I wanted to make some crystallized ginger. It is SO GOOD in ginger cookies, and it is also really expensive. So I was thrilled when I found this tutorial for making it at home!

I began peeling — this took a while, as I figured it would. During the peeling, I managed to peel off a little skin from my knuckle. Oops! But got a bandaid on that and stuck a fork into my ginger while I peeled it — keeping it further from my hands. This worked great. Finally it was all peeled, and time to cut up the ginger into smaller pieces. I had a few done when all of a sudden I cut part of my finger! It is my left ring finger and I cut part of my nail and some of my skin. My stomach sank and I started feeling nauseated. It started bleeding.

Iwent to get a rag and covered it, put pressure on the cut, yadda yadda. Now I started feeling dizzy. I was worried I was losing a lot of blood and decided I’d better call my husband – I didn’t know if it needed stitches, and couldn’t get a good look at the actual cut. I called my husband and he said he’d call some of our neighbors, because it would take him 1/2 and hour to get home. I hung up with him and was feeling really dizzy now. I knew I should sit down. On my way to doing that, I hit my head on the corner of the fridge and passed out. I came to in the dining room (no idea why or how I got there) and was feeling yucky. I had that cold sweat come over me, and I started out to the front room with my shoes (in case I needed to leave?), when I lay down and puked on the floor.

I can’t remember the last time I puked and DIDN’T puke in the toilet. So that was weird, and gross. A few minutes later Spencer called back to say that our neighbor was coming over. She’s a nurse. I told him I didn’t think my cut was that bad — didn’t seem to be bleeding anymore. I also told him (I think) that I passed out and threw up. He said he was coming as quickly as he could and that I just needed to let our neighbor (let’s call her C) in when she knocked.

C came in and got things taken care of. She looked at the cut and said it’d be fine – then wrapped it up in the rag again. I couldn’t believe the nonsense that this cut had caused, especially when it wasn’t even a bad cut. She got me up on my couch and laying down – gave me ice packs for my head. I was starting to feel better. Then she proceeded to clean up my puke. Yikes, I tried to tell her to leave it and my husband would clean it up when he got home. She said, ‘No, no, I’m a mom, this isn’t a big deal.’ What a sweet neighbor.

And so – I apparently don’t like to see my own blood. Learn something new everyday, right?

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