Tonight I sliced my thumb right open on the lid to a can of green beans. It bled a lot and made me dizzy to look at it...I think even Aaron was a little dizzy. I didn't go to the hospital because I don't believe in such things. Just kidding. I believe in going to the hospital, but only if your thumb has actually been detached from your body, not for a mere "flesh wound".
Anyway, I think it's all going to be okay, but it is darn inconvenient. It is amazing how many things you use your thumb for...pretty much everything. Usually I just take for granted that my thumb is there to do my bidding. I could turn that into some sort of analogy about it being like people in our lives and how we shouldn't take them for granted blah blah blah. But I don't feel like it. Having your thumb sliced really takes it out of ya.
So, until next time...be careful opening those cans!