Dammit, Hazel! Did you realize that beer bottles are dangerous. So I was standing in the kitchen awhile ago - barefoot - and I opened the refrigerator to get some lettuce and carrots for a salad - and the bag of lettuce bumped against a bottle of beer that was on the top shelf. Suddenly there was a crash, I felt a stab of pain in my big toe - and there was beer, foam and glass all over the floor. MSSO (My Sexy Significant Other) was sitting in the recliner watching TV. He jumped up and asked if I was all right.

“I’m fine,” I assured him. But then I noticed some streaks of red trailing on the floor. My toe was bleeding — blood flowing steadily out of my foot. Not a trickle - a flow. I grabbed a paper towel and held it against the cut, but as soon as I would take away the paper towel, blood would immediately start flowing down my foot again. Seriously - after about 15 minutes I was afraid I’d have to go to the emergency room for stitches. I couldn’t get it to stop. Finally it did - as long as I kept pressure on it. I wrapped a white gauze bandage around it - tightly wrapping it around my foot and tying it in a bow at my ankle. Even a bandage can be a little glamorous…right?

But the thing is, I think MSSO felt a little guilty. He commented that if it had happened just 30 seconds later, the beer bottle wouldn’t have been there because he was about to get up to get it. He was in the mood for a beer (but then he is ALWAYS in the mood for a beer). I asked him if he was more upset over losing the only beer left in the fridge or upset that I was injured. Of course he was concerned about me, but come to think of it, he never answered my question.

I’m no fool. I milked the sympathy I was getting from MSSO for all it was worth. Those bloody paper towels were quite impressive. He cleaned up the entire mess - insisting that I sit in the recliner, and then propped my foot up on two pillows. He then finished dinner and served me. Brought me a popsicle for dessert, too. It was only my due. But was it guilt or love?

Adieu,
Adeline

Adeline! I left you a message here a while ago and just noticed it’s gone. Anyway, I hate that you hurt your foot!! I’m glad your SSO is taking good care of you. Who knew that making a salad could almost kill you!!! That’s just terrible!

I’m glad you are using it to its full advantage. Guilt or love??? Is there much difference?? lol The ankle bow with the gauze is a very nice touch!!