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I swear I feel light-headed just remembering this.
I came home last night to hubby with his middle and ring fingers taped together; an "anatomical splint" as he called it. Apparently a co-worker failed to secure a heavy piece of some doo-hickey and if rolled over and broke his middle finger. No, the damned fool didn't go to the hospital. Yes, the damned fool stayed and finished working for the day.
After the evening dishes were done I was in the living room when I heard him bellow in pain. I ran to the kitchen to see him holding his hand and blinking tears from his eyes. He had bumped his hand. I looked down and saw the finger (urp) skewed to the side (urp). Just then he grabbed it and pulled it back into place with a grunt and a wimper. I swear I heard bone on bone.
(urp)
The room started to spin and he had to catch me before I hit the floor. He put me on the couch and chuckled at my squeamishness as he wiped the tear from his eye. I wouldn't let him tough me with *that hand* for the rest of the night and he had great sport teasing me with it. Now the damned fool is off to work this morning as if nothing happened.
Boys are gross.