Well...that's what happens when you work with wood and sharp tools.
While finishing my last carnival game, I pricked my thumb on some really sharp wood shards. I couldn't see any splinters, but for days it's felt like I've had something stuck inside my thumb. Using a pin and alcohol, I kept picking at it, hoping to find the cause of my now twice-the-sized swelled thumb. No luck.
When I woke up this morning, I found the swelling had just gotten worse. Leaning over the bathroom sink, I squeezed my thumb in hopes of relieving some of the pressure. Instead, I suddenly got sick to my stomach, everything started going black and I fumbled my way into the bedroom to tell Ted I was going to faint. He still sleeping and I was worried about my passing out in front of the kids. Soooo.....he hopped up while I went down!
About 45 minutes later I was in the ER getting a Tetanus shot and prescription for antibiotics.
Since when did doctors get so young? I found myself telling Ted, "The Physician's Assistant was so cute." I'm guessing she wouldn't have taken that as a compliment!