I woke up to a text message from my sister early early Sunday morning. She needed my help with her computer... I rounded up the things she needed and headed down my stairs and through the door that connected my place to hers. After I did what I could to help her I headed back to catch up on my ZZZZ's. About 45 minutes pass, and at this point I'm dreaming quiet nicely, I wake up to Kevin saying your sister needs you.. She's cut her hand open. I scurry run down stairs again to see she is standing in my living room bleeding all over... luckily no blood got on the carpet.
She came over for some bandages... I took one look at the cut and said get your stuff we need to take your to insta care. She then discourages the idea and the idea that I'll be taking her. How does she think she'll drive a manual with a hand gushing blood?
This is a picture of her hand after it stopped bleeding.
I ended up talking her into going and that I would take her.
Can I just say that Insta Care's most busy day of the week is Sunday so we ended up spending about two hours there.
It took four pokes of numming needles and six stitches to get it all sealed up.. ohh and one strawberry kiwi juice box... She almost passed out on several occasions.
I must say it wasn't the Sunday morning I was expecting, but I can say it was entertaining.. I love my sister and her dramatic accident.
