Tonight, while cooking, I dropped a chef's knife on my leg, giving myself an enormous cut (so I'm told--I refuse to look at it) and causing my kitchen to look like a Bright Eyes concert. Joe yelled for help because he couldn't do anything while elevating and compressing my leg, and Joyner, Chirg, Bill, and Melissa came over. Chirg got my car, Jeff helped gauze and wrap my leg, and after Joe and I took off for the hospital, Melissa and Bill actually stayed and cleaned up my kitchen--food, blood, and all.
An emergency room trip and 6 stitches later, I can't stop thinking about how lucky I am to have so many wonderful friends. I am truly fortunate to have these great people in my life, and there's no way that I can paint the gratitude I have for them in words.
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