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Elizabeth's Blog Post #13

 EElizabeth’s English Blog #13

By: Elizabeth Crotts

 

People have always told me “The choices I make in life will be divided into two groups; the easy way and the hard way.” Now, I don’t seem to be graced with the understanding of learning life lessons the easy way. So, today's blog is about how an incident made me learn a simple life lesson the hard way. On this occasion, the hard way led me to meet some very nice nurses and doctors who work at my local children’s Emergency Room.

 

My Accidental Scars

It was a cool evening, one fall day in September 2022. I was dreadfully helping my father maintain the landscaping in our front yard. Cutting back the overgrown limbs that protruded into our driveway and pulling weeds was the typical routine. But this day was different, my mom wanted us to trim down the row of bushes in front of our porch. My dad did one side of a bush row, then taught me how to use the electric hedge trimmer. Here is the kicker, I have used this tool before and I was fully aware of the sharp blades. That didn’t stop me from spontaneously acting without thinking. I held the running machine in my right hand, while I reached down with my left hand to pick up a cut stem that hadn’t fallen to the ground. The electric hedge trimmer apparently contacted the middle and ring finger of my left hand.

 I didn’t feel pain immediately and thought it was a minor abrasion. I turned the machine off and called for my dad, who was only a few feet away from me to see if he would run inside and get me a Band-Aid. Considering my efforts to get my dad’s attention failed, my mom peeped her head out the front door and saw blood dripping off my hand forming a red puddle on our front porch. She yelled at my sibling to fetch a few paper towels, and I confusedly looked down at my hand to see the same sight she had just seconds before. I thought “Ow, this is starting to hurt, I see a lot of blood, how am I going to explain this to other people, and Am I going to have to amputate my finger?” Go and read blog post #14 to know what actually happens….

 

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