SarahLizzie
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- Jan 9, 2012
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When my boyfriend and all of the children came home today after school and work, I was in the kitchen doing the dishes. While doing the dishes, I noticed one of our new glasses had a crack in it, at the same time my youngest of six, was attacking one of her brothers. So I set the cracked glass down to the right of the sink in a hurry, thinking I would remember it was cracked. Once I stopped my 21 month old daughter from attacked the twin 3 year old boys with fly swatters, I went back to do the dishes. In the midst of talking to my five year old daughter, I saw a glass out of the corner of my eye, grabbed it and put it in the sink to wash. Don't you know I unknowing grabbed the cracked glass!? Sure enough while attempting to wash the glass it broke, and sliced my knuckle.
The slice was not deep enough for stitches, but deep enough to continue to bleed excessively. It was so gross and still hurts so bad. At least it finally stopped bleeding.
The slice was not deep enough for stitches, but deep enough to continue to bleed excessively. It was so gross and still hurts so bad. At least it finally stopped bleeding.