~Hemophobia? Don't Look!~

So you might recall a blog post called ~T + Chisel = 3 Hours in the ER~. This one should be called ~T + Stove Door = 3 MORE Hours in the ER~ Oh my goodness. So it's about 10:30pm and Tommy took off the inside glass panel to the stove door to clean it. There's a 90 degree piece that holds the door from bending back more than 90 degrees itself. While he was cleaning the glass the metal piece went right though his hand. He said it didn't hurt at all, it wasn't until he notice blood everywhere (2 seconds later) that it had even happened. Earlier this month he wrapped up his hand, had a consultation with a bride and then I proceed to convince him that he need to go get stitches. My daddy came over and sent him off to the Hospital. THIS TIME, Tommy was begging me to rush! "We gotta go, Now!" Thank goodness we made it without any gushing in the truck and no blood on my carpet, yeah! When we got the Hospital, we had to wait. I was not happy! Not Happy! I'm actually pretty sure that I made that very clear after waiting 45 mins to stop the bleeding and get 7 stitches. After we got all taken care of (by a doc that was a spiting images and similar personality to my cousin Andrew) we were headed to the lobby. By the time we had walked the 50 ft (to the lobby) Tommy noticed something dripping on his leg, he looked up at the ceiling, thought there was leak, oh no, BLOOD! His blood dripped out of his hand, down his arm, on his clothes, shoes and he left a nice lil trail, apparently, so he could find his way back. lol. It was a mess! They got him allllllllll bandaged up the second time and he had to sleep with his hand elevated! Poor baby, he also can't hold anything over 10 lbs (hello camera) and had to miss his golf day with the guys in Norwalk. :( Hopefully he will get better soon. It's his right hand too so there goes editing images! Guess who's doing that work now???!!!