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	BlackChampagne -- no longer new; improvement also in question.: Wash with care. Thursday, March 08, 2007 Wash with care. So I'm washing dishes today, in the sink, with a sponge. I don't use the dishwasher more than necessary, and if I've eaten alone, then there's just a plate and fork/knife and maybe a glass dirty, so why not take 30 seconds to rinse them off? Anyway, I'm washing a glass I've washed a hundred times over the years, and not really thinking about it or looking at what I'm doing, when suddenly there's a weird clinking noise and my right hand, with the sponge in it, comes to a sudden stop. I look down, and see a big chunk missing out of the rim of the cup, two pie-shaped pieces of glass in the sink, and blood more or less gushing out of my right hand. Here's my hand afterward, and the cup. I don't know how or why it happened, since the cup was not visibly cracked, and I certainly wasn't squeezing it violently, but a piece of the glass broke off as I was washing it, and the right side of my right hand dropped down the ramp and stuck on the point. That's the bigger cut, just below my pinkie on the side, and it's kind of divot-esque. I sliced open the side of my pinkie too, but not as bloodily. It was funny too, since I tried to keep washing the dishes, but I was bleeding so much that I had soap on the dark gray plates, and it was pink with blood, and I kept trying to rinse them off with my left hand on top and my right hand underneath, so I wouldn't bleed on the clean plates before I put them in the drainer. I wasn't injured enough to say I was in shock, and the cuts didn't really hurt, and I'm pretty indifferent to the sight of blood, (especially my own) but I eventually realized that I could not successfully clean dishes while bleeding all over them. The problem then was how to stop the bleeding and dry off my hands. Malaya wasn't around, I had on light blue pants and a white t-shirt, and the dish towel was beige, so I had nothing handy with which to try direct pressure. I settled for squeezing my right hand with my left and rinsing off, then turning off the sink with an elbow and hurrying to the bedroom for an old black t-shirt I could press over the wound and squeeze with, drying it and stopping the bleeding. Hoping I was dripping water, rather than blood, along the way. I was successful on the movement, since I didn't see any blood spots later, but as it turned out I just slowed the bleeding, since as soon as I quit squeezing blood welled up out of the divot again. I finally stuck a piece of gauze over it and stretched medical tape over that, since I had lots of work to do and, like Jessie "The Body" Ventura in Predator, I didn't have time to bleed. It stopped, eventually, after seeping through enough to make the tape pretty gruesome, and when I showered later and put on fresh tape there was no more bleeding. The broken cup still vexes me, though. Was it cracked and I didn't notice? How could it just break like that, in my hands, with no more than light pressure from a sponge? This sort of incident is why Malaya won't let me have nice things. It's styrofoam cups and paper plates for me, since I always ruin the nice china. The weird part is that my martial arts class is Tuesday nights, and this cut hand makes it like four out of the last six weeks that I've suffered some kind of injury on Wednesday or Thursday that would have made full participation in class impossible, had I hurt myself on Sunday or Monday. We did a bunch of parry/check open-hand punching stuff Tuesday, and I couldn't have done that with a bleeding cut on the outside of my right hand. The week before we did almost all stick fighting stuff, and then Wednesday afternoon I got a big cut on my right palm while moving plant pots around that kept me from gripping properly for a couple of days. The week before that I stubbed my toe Tuesday late at night and could hardly walk Wednesday and Thursday. A week or two before that, I strained my shoulder lifting weights Wednesday afternoon, and couldn't lift my arm for two days. And so on. Every injury minor and forgettable, but located perfectly to make some major aspect of kali class impossible, if I didn't always get them with 4 or 5 days to heal up. The good news is that once I make it to like Friday, I figure I'm safe over the weekend. The bad news is that my kali teacher is going to be vacationing in France for a couple of weeks in April, which means I'm probably due for a near-fatal car crash the day after her plane takes off. Labels: injuries, kali Posted by: Flux # 10:15 PM Comments: no stitches, huh? so long as you can still feel and move your pinky. #: 11:55 PM posted by Gura Sounds like you had fun. Was the water particularly hot? Sometimes that'll do it if theres a small flaw in the glass #: 12:46 AM posted by Anonymous Yeah, glass can be fickle and "change shape" rather fast due to instant pressure changes or temperature changes. Going from room temp to hot dishwater could have done it, although it's more bad luck than anything. Glass molecules continue to move (slowly) even while idle, and if the glass is old enough, a weakness in an area of the cup might occur. Reminds me of the story of a poor guy on a high floor of a skyscraper, who was screwing around on his lunch break and repeatedly tossing himself at the big, glass window. Unlucky him; due to lessened air pressure, inch-thick glass that normally supports an elephant buckled under his 120 pound frame, and he fell to his death. Mythbusters confirmed this one. #: 2:51 PM posted by Anonymous 'Poor guy' probably isn't how I would describe someone that was doing that. #: 6:28 PM posted by Anonymous Crybaby. Wish my wounds were so catastrophic. #: 6:06 PM posted by Anonymous You are mistaking "described at length" for "catastrophic." And if you start your own blog about nothing, and 80% of the good stuff to post about can't be posted about for various reasons, your hangnails will soon become front page news! #: 7:52 PM posted by Flux the hubby says that any sign of inflamation on the wound and you need to go to the doctor to get antibiotics. too many nasty germs in the sink. #: 10:11 AM posted by Gura Post a Comment << Home Archives May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2012

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