Wrapping is a pain in the ass.
It's ok, you can laugh at me. I do.
Friday night found me wrapping presents to get in the mail for Saturday morning. I am sending them ahead of us because frankly I don't know how we're going to travel with all the baby stuff in the first place. The baby was in bed, the presents all wrapped and I was working on addressing the box of goodies for the morning. It was 11pm.
I got up to get a better sharpie as mine was dying and came back and flopped down on the sofa and immediately noticed there was a problem. It seemed that the scissors that I had been using had slipped off the cushion and was sticking straight up. If I had looked I could have avoided them, but I didn't and so I ended up with a pair of scissors in my ass (upper thigh really but ass is so much funnier).
I said something to the affect of "That's not good" and pulled them out as Mr.Goat asked what was wrong. Cut to a call to the nurse line and a check of facebook to see what IRL friends might still be up at 11pm on Friday night (man we are old). We found a classmate of Mr. Goat's from law school who had kids and recently had signed off and promptly got the poor fellow out of the bed he'd just entered.
But he was nice enough to get up and drive 30 minutes to our little suburb to sit in our apartment and watch the food network on the off chance that baby goat would wake up.
And so Mr. Goat and I headed over to the hospital. The same one I spent an extended stay at in Feb when baby goat made his appearance to the world. I have to say I hadn't hoped to be in one of their hospital beds (lying on my left side) again any time soon. They still haven't changed the screen savers on their in room computers by the way.
The nurse thought I might need stitches but the doctor said no. While it was about 1/2 inch deep it wasn't that big and seemed to be a clean cut that had already mostly stopped bleeding. They washed it out gave me a perscription for some preventative antibotics and sent me home. (I thought that after 6.5 years I'd need a tetanus booster but the dr said it was fine - I'm still calling my doc on Monday, what can I say? I am a worrier).
We were home and in bed by 2am after sending Mr. Goat's friend home with huge thank yous and promises of beer to come. I'm mostly fine although sitting is not very comfortable and nor is the cautionary tale I'm now compelled to share with the world. While injury isn't technically funny, particularly with an ER visit, it still is an injury that just calls for a giggle (or twenty). There are so many possible "pain in the ass" jokes that can be made, and I may have heard them all this weekend.
Still, I'm fine and laughing at myself and this extra weekend adventure, but my warning to you all is to look before you sit, particularly when wrapping presents.
Adding Insult to Injury (literally)
While changing baby goat's diaper today (Sunday) I found a small piece of purple ribbon. I was wrapping using some purple ribbon Friday but cleaned up afterwards. I'm not sure where it had been hidden or how baby goat managed to find it and eat it. Nevertheless, you can add bad mother to the inobservant sitter of Friday. (Does anyone suppose that a bit of ribbon with hurt baby goat?)
Edited to Add (12/21/09): I called the nurse line today and she reconfirmed that the tetanus is good for 10 years. They will give boosters with dirty wounds after 5 years but that really refers to dirt (like soil) and rust where tetanus likes to live. An indoor pair of scissors isn't a big concern I guess. I'm going to assume that since my health professionals agree than I'm fine. (Still don't look up tetanus unless you want a good worry today!)