tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post6350714931887258311..comments2023-10-31T07:08:39.860-07:00Comments on SEAWEED AND GARDENIAS: Glass Encounters of the Breakage KindTonihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02230544418684268354noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-52248086713016746562009-08-04T18:36:32.939-07:002009-08-04T18:36:32.939-07:00oh my gosh.... thank god he was there to help yo...oh my gosh.... thank god he was there to help you. holy shoot... I am so thankful you are okay... <br /><br />wow, don't do that againVeronicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01055707711636172198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-65346734603790394752009-08-04T07:19:01.840-07:002009-08-04T07:19:01.840-07:00You and I should totally be sitting somewhere shar...You and I should totally be sitting somewhere sharing some bourbon and swapping stories! (I'm from Kentucky, so bourbon is the choice of feel-better around here.)<br />About two years ago, I had a similar experience. My mother had given me a VERY heavy trifle bowl, and after her passing, it became a sometimes on-going discussion between my husband and I about whether it was crystal or cut-glass. (He thought crystal, but I knew my mother wouldn't have given me something that expensive while she was still living.) One day, while rolling it around carefully, in the sink to rinse said bowl, it shattered. Huge shards of glass broke away, leaving the bowl looking like a crown. I didn't even feel it, but immediately saw blood gushing from my wrist, yes, my WRIST! I screamed for my husband, and still dressed in my pajamas and dowdy-looking housecoat, we went to the E.R. Even as I was being sewn up, the crystal/cut glass debate ensued. The doctor doing the needlework finally looked up and said, "It was crystal, it showed up as lead on the X-rays." So, my husband was right, and I have fourteen stitches and an ugly knot that hurts like crazy when bumped, to prove it. I know this is a LONG comment, but I just had to share. Housework is dangerous.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-41294631425275344132009-08-03T19:45:21.103-07:002009-08-03T19:45:21.103-07:00Goodness!!
Glad you are alright! It would have b...Goodness!! <br /><br />Glad you are alright! It would have been more fun to set up a target and really launch those babies, and just listen to them shatter. You should not have used your ankle as the target...<br /><br />Umm... next time, try not to cut your foot off!!<br /><br />And, kinda weird, because my sister put up my casserole dishes the last time the dishwasher was unloaded and tonight, when I opened the cabinet, they came cascading down towards yours truly. I jumped back, and thankfully, nothing broke. <br />An accident?<br />I'm not so sure.<br />I'll be watching my back, just in case...Camhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07972079738846934736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-45492871935054449532009-08-03T14:10:19.274-07:002009-08-03T14:10:19.274-07:00and blood gushing...holy crap, you really know how...and blood gushing...holy crap, you really know how to throw a purge party !<br /><br />and that luke...too funny..but I do the same thing mostly in the winter as far as leaving some sort of pajama part on my with regular clothes....shhhh !bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11094533582512917616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-14758664396851747272009-08-02T20:59:10.979-07:002009-08-02T20:59:10.979-07:00as you would say shite....here is a hug from me, a...as you would say shite....here is a hug from me, and i am having that drink for you. Stay away from the cupboards for awhile and take it easy. We dont want any more accidents happening to our favourite writer.leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02543310711967915831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-34176362256570767552009-08-02T11:40:46.255-07:002009-08-02T11:40:46.255-07:00Eeek! How really awful! Don't you just hate it...Eeek! How really awful! Don't you just hate it when something like that happens and it's like it's happening in slow motion - it's underway and you can't do anything about it! Anyway, I'm sending you hugs and I also think you should go and see a doctor. I am older than you so listen up! Seriously, I think you should. Get well soon. xxxAlisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09785329897294524869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-1757214603728656852009-08-02T11:36:20.255-07:002009-08-02T11:36:20.255-07:00Oh hun, I'll hop over shortly to sit on the pa...Oh hun, I'll hop over shortly to sit on the patio roost with you and we can have a few beers. <br /><br />I hope stitches are not needed. Coz that means a hospital or a doctor, and I can't abide either of the things. <br /><br />Do you have something called Rescue Remedy over there?sam brightwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17900569690774265677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3387137779830439916.post-14802385761071155962009-08-02T10:37:13.759-07:002009-08-02T10:37:13.759-07:00Huge cyber hugs...and Reiki has been sent as well....Huge cyber hugs...and Reiki has been sent as well. <br /><br />Oh, wow, what a mess!!! Let us know how you are...Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10972581158834240144noreply@blogger.com